There is nothing so fine,
As your behin'
Come over here,
I want your rear,
Just one smack,
Then I part your crack,
I feel your cheek,
My knees go week,
I want to caress,
What's beneath your dress,
Bend you over,
And then take over,
So firm and round,
Makes me want to pound,
One look at your butt,
I want to bust my nut,
I look at your rump,
And I want to hump,
Cause nothing’s so fine,
As your behin'
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