Twisted Tune: Sweet Pickles 69

(Sung to the tune of “Sweet Betsy From Pike”.)

Oh do you remember Sweet Pickles Six-Nine?
She crosses the Blogs with just one thing in mind:
to find her Prince Charming; to play naughty games,
and to her it don’t matter whatever his name.
(chorus)
Singin’ Hoodle-dang-fol-dee-dee, Hoodle-dang-doh!
and it don’t matter if his name she doesn’t know.

Sweet Pickles she cried out: “Oh where can he be?”
“I’m here in the forest, come hither!” said he.
And who but before her wide eyes did appear,
but the man with the Twisted Tunes loud and so clear.
(chorus)
Singin’ Hoodle-dang-fol-dee-dee, Hoodle-dang-doh!
‘twas the man with the Twisted Tunes everyone knows!

Then Todd he gazed at her with naughty delight.
Quoth he: “Come here Pickles; don’t run and don’t hide!
I’ve waited too long now, and won’t wait no more.
So come in my cabin and don’t slam the door!”
(chorus)
Singin’ Hoodle-dang-fol-dee-dee, Hoodle-dang-doh!
“come into my cabin and let’s start this show!”

The tiny room smelled of his Old Spice cologne.
Cried Pickles: “Oh Todd! Can you please make me moan?
I’m so hot and horny; I need some relief.
And I promise you Darling, you’re in for a treat.”
(chorus)
Singin’ Hoodle-dang-fol-dee-dee, Hoodle-dang-doh!
A treat for her darling, she straddled his bone!

His pumping got faster, her pussy squeezed tight.
Cried Todd: “Oh my God! My head it feels light!
Squeeze tighter Sweet Pickles and don’t you dare stop!”
Sighed Pickles: “It will be good to the last drop.”
(chorus)
Singin’ Hoodle-dang-fol-dee-dee, Hoodle-dang-doh!
“And good to the last drop” she signed with a moan.
Singin’ Hoodle-dang-fol-dee-dee, Hoodle-dang-dee!
So happy and satisfied now she could be!