Oh, it's six o'clock in the evening
I just wanna be on top with heavy breathing
Oh, baby are ya thinking what I'm thinking
I'll take off your Victoria Secrets
Yes, I just want you to undress
Roll on top, put your hands on my chest
Baby are ya ready for daddy get blessed
Stop, drop and roll with me oh yes
1 - Stop, drop and roll with me
Baby, you know you got me in heat
I'm on fire
Now I know exactly what you're thinking
No, I'm not Dion, one of a psychic friend readers
But boo, I can tell by you moving closer
Puffin the trees, and p
Dont Put It Down
I met a boy called Frank Mills
On September twelfth right here
In front of the Waverly
But unfortunately
I lost his address
He was last seen with his friend,A drummer, he resembles George Harrison of the Beatles
But he wears his hair
Tied in a small bow at the back
I love him but it embarrasses me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And wears this white crash helmet
He has gold chains on his leather jacket
And on the back is written the names
Mary
And Mom
And Hell's Angels
I would gratefullyAppreciate it if you see him tell him
I'm in the park with my girlfriend
And please
Tell him Angela and I
Don't want the two dollars back
Just him!