There was a little blond boy,
Who knows just what to do,
This green eyed boy just makes my my,
Blood boil...
You know I like it rough,
Gently but hold me tight,
I like it rough,
Don´t you worry about my back,
Hold me, hold me, hold me,
Hold me tight...
He likes to hold me tight,
All through the night,
His body close to mine,
Just makes me feel so...
You know I like it rough,
I like it rough...
Hold me, squeeze me,
Lick me,
Honey, honey, honey,
You make me feel...
You know I like it...
I like it rough...