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Stephen Lynch

Classic Rock Song

 

Classic Rock Song

(album: The Craig Machine - 2005)


Get home late from work tonight
Baby, my body's aching.
Can't stop thinking 'bout you and me
And the love that we'll be making.
So I chill the champagne
Light a candle or two
(Baby, all the things I'ma do to you)
I love you so much my little heart is breaking.

Let's make love
Oh baby, let's make love
Your body fits me like a glove
So baby, let's make love
(Baby, let's make love, oooh yeah)
Baby let's make love, yeah, yeah, alright

Ain't nobody in the world
In love as we are.
Making love to you's like being inside a shooting star.
Now I'm in so deep, baby, we're groovin
(Love the way your body is movin')
Then I pull it out just a little bit too far

And I accidentally stick it in your butthole.
I put it in your butthole.
I swear that wasn't my goal
To put it all up in your bootyhole.

And I swear
I'll never do it again.
...Unless you kinda liked it.

done

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