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The Fly
Tonight, he’s on the loose
So ladies, just shut your legs
For here he comes again,
Your itch he’s gonna soothe.
You may notice he’s smooth
And baby, it seems you beg
For him to calm your pain:
He’s like a chocolate mousse.
Dip the tip into booze,
Please, don’t call him a pig
When he goes up the drain,
It’s you who got to choose.
You got bumps of a goose
When you find out how big,
So stop using your brain
And just enjoy the juice.
So ladies, just shut your legs
For here he comes again,
Your itch he’s gonna soothe.
You may notice he’s smooth
And baby, it seems you beg
For him to calm your pain:
He’s like a chocolate mousse.
Dip the tip into booze,
Please, don’t call him a pig
When he goes up the drain,
It’s you who got to choose.
You got bumps of a goose
When you find out how big,
So stop using your brain
And just enjoy the juice.
