Hey there my dream lady you blow minds with that sweet face
Please take your rightful thrown that is the seat upon my face
And when you slide up and down, spread sweet juices all around
Then drag me to the room and let's fly to the moon
Well go from toes up to hair down to apple derriere
No control of fingers I just live thing life and linger
Down your spine to back dimples suction lips on those hard nipples
Curl them toes and cramp and white out that tramp stamp
Your lines could make men go blind I don't think they mind they just want more
No one does it like you hun you make these gears run only want yours
Scrumptious hips and thighs that make things hard and start to rise, come and saddle up I just want more more and more and more
Then take it up a gear and whisper right into my ear, my turn to try out your back door
Turn out lights lock all windows and doors
Strap it on and I'll get on all fours
THE CULT OF NASTY - HYMN TWO Lyrics
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Hey there my dream lady you blow minds with that sweet face
Please take your rightful thrown that is the seat upon my face
And when you slide up and down, spread sweet juices all around
Then drag me to the room and let's fly to the moon
Well go from toes up to hair down to apple derriere
No control of fingers I just live thing life and linger
Down your spine to back dimples suction lips on those hard nipples
Curl them toes and cramp and white out that tramp stamp
Your lines could make men go blind I don't think they mind they just want more
No one does it like you hun you make these gears run only want yours
Scrumptious hips and thighs that make things hard and start to rise, come and saddle up I just want more more and more and more
Then take it up a gear and whisper right into my ear, my turn to try out your back door
Turn out lights lock all windows and doors
Strap it on and I'll get on all fours
Please take your rightful thrown that is the seat upon my face
And when you slide up and down, spread sweet juices all around
Then drag me to the room and let's fly to the moon
Well go from toes up to hair down to apple derriere
No control of fingers I just live thing life and linger
Down your spine to back dimples suction lips on those hard nipples
Curl them toes and cramp and white out that tramp stamp
Your lines could make men go blind I don't think they mind they just want more
No one does it like you hun you make these gears run only want yours
Scrumptious hips and thighs that make things hard and start to rise, come and saddle up I just want more more and more and more
Then take it up a gear and whisper right into my ear, my turn to try out your back door
Turn out lights lock all windows and doors
Strap it on and I'll get on all fours
Writer: Robbie Schroeder, Archbichup Bump
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: THE CULT OF NASTY
Language: English
Length: 2:04
Written by: Robbie Schroeder, Archbichup Bump