And us two, alone now Your bedroom, a showdown. I lay back, and wonder. Ten minutes, or under. We start off caressing Next minute we're wrestling And now we're both ready, Then you think of Kerry, Mr....
Out of the woodwork Here you come, crawling On your knees, hands out I think you missed your calling You want a percentage Imaginary piece of the pie Take a number, get in line Asshole - nice try...