Bend me over your Suwannee River

Bend me over your Suwannee River
I've got the goodies,
and feel what
I deliver.

With my Mouth,
I'm going right
down to
your deep South.

Make you
melt,
right in the Heart
of the Bible Belt.

We'll be
having a Ball,
with her long slow
drawl.

What I wouldn't give
to get her out of that Dress,
give it to my Baby
I'm a mess.

Its hot and humid
the steam is rising,
the perspiration trickling off her
sure is appetizing.

Pressed up against her
in a corner,
so hot down there
she's a Sauna.

Take every last
drop of this lust,
our Hips swaying
with vigour and thrust.

All this desire
is making me quiver,
leave her begging just one more time
bend me over your Suwannee River.