Lucky With Billy

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In the backseat of my lover's car
Steaming up the windows
Shedding our clothes
In the grip of an animal lust
Clawing and tearing
So savage in our love making
We did't notice
His girlfriend's best girl
Staring in shock and disbelief
Now we all gotta a dirty little secret to keep

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Shh!
Don't tell Tiffany
We got it on
Got wild
Loose in the heat of some real, real hot sex
Shh!
Don't tell Tiffany
Another girl took him down
Shh please!
Don't tell Tiffany
I got lucky with Billy tonight

Baby blue eyes
Hot come hither smile
His hand brushed mine
And I could't resist
When he showed me
All the man he was made of
Just lookin' for a good time
Was't nothing serieus
Just got carried away
A little too horny
Now we can never let her know

Shh!
Don't tell Tiffany
We got it on
Got wild
Loose in the heat of some real, real hot sex
Shh!
Don't tell Tiffany
Another girl took him down
Shh please!
Don't tell Tiffany
I got lucky with Billy tonight

Just once
Was all we had
Sure hope
The tape we made of our lusty night
Don't go showing up online
Gotta keep this affair
On the down low
Never ever let her know
Just how much I sastifed his hunger
So whatever you do please....

Shh!
Don't tell Tiffany
We got it on
Got wild
Loose in the heat of some real, real hot sex
Shh!
Don't tell Tiffany
Another girl took him down
Shh please!
Don't tell Tiffany
I got lucky with Billy tonight

Oops, sorry Tiffany
I did your boyfriend
Too bad for you
That you ain't got the stuff
The hot stuff he wants, needs and yearns for
To keep him true to you
Guess that's why
He took off my dress
When he got me alone
Put his tongue in my mouth
So hot and wet
Could't help but give in
Now if we just keep it a secret
Just a little while longer from you

2009 Ramona Thompson

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