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WHEN MY BABY IS OUT OF TOWN..
When my baby is out of town
My manhood just stays hanging down.
No other woman can excite
Me, when I get to hold her tight.
She's wily as a jaguar,
She is my walking Viagra.
My tool is kept for her delight;
She knows ways to get me upright,
So I will be raring to go
When she says opposite of 'No'.
Deft applications of her lips
And red-painted-nailed fingertips
Always find the buttons to press
When together in shared undress.
I let no other woman touch
Me in ways that arouse my crutch;
I'd tell them, "This guy is taken
And is faithful, no mistakin'."
My manhood just stays hanging down.
No other woman can excite
Me, when I get to hold her tight.
She's wily as a jaguar,
She is my walking Viagra.
My tool is kept for her delight;
She knows ways to get me upright,
So I will be raring to go
When she says opposite of 'No'.
Deft applications of her lips
And red-painted-nailed fingertips
Always find the buttons to press
When together in shared undress.
I let no other woman touch
Me in ways that arouse my crutch;
I'd tell them, "This guy is taken
And is faithful, no mistakin'."
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