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It was an average night backstage at a show
I seen this girlie that I knew
She was a cutie and Yo
She had it goin' on from her head to her feet
Her shape was so petite and so unique
Her eyes flamed with passion
Like she was possessed
As I shivered and quivered while
She rubbed on my chest
'Slaved and engraved I couldn't scream
Moaning and groaning like
She could take on the A-Team
I was one of many that she have choose
Do me pursue me
Twice as nice but don't refuse
Leaving her breathless as the sweat poured on
The spot that I was in was so soft and warm
This was far from a story
You will find in a book
Hot off the platter and boy
Could she cook
Roastin' my body it left a stain in my brain
And all I kept sayin' to myself was
