Damn

A hard days rockin'

Better slip off m'shoes

Maybe give a little stretch, and a bend

Dip my toe to jacuzzi baby

Slip out this book, "The Buttres of Winsor"

"Ho ho ho who's this? How's it goin'?"



That's the first thing I say to you

"How's it goin', are you flowin'?"

Listen honey

Thinkin' 'bout a couple things to say to you

Showin', growin'

Man I'd like to place my hand upon your fuckin' sexy ass and squeeze

And squeeze



Take off your blouse

And your underpants

Then take a look

Cuz here me and K.G. come naked out of the side-hatch

With the oils and perfume and incense

Now you're groovin'

Put on a cool 70's groove

A funky groove to fuck to

A funky groove to fuck to



Me, D, and K.G.

It's all about sex supreme

We likes to cream jeans

Have you ever been worked on

By two guys who are hot for your snatch?

That's what i'm offerin' you



You step into our room

And then you smella perfume

You lay upon our roundish bed

And then you feel a tickling on your head

It's K.G. with a feather and the french tickler

Look it baby he got the tools

And then you feel somethin' down by your feet

It's me, it's J.B.

And I'm suckin' upon your toes



We don't mind suckin' on toes

Good luck finding a boyfriend who sucks toes oh

Havin' sex with me and K.G.

Now you're talkin' double team

Supreme!



Let's roll



Oh...



What? Yeah! Huh? No! Oh...

Oh that's it

That's right

Oh my God

Oh I think I'm gonna, oh

Splooge!



That was the one.

Hail Satan

Hail Satan

Hail Satan

Hail Satan