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Morning Water
Men wake up with morning wood
Everybody wonders if women could
Wake up with something just the same
I’m here to tell you we do under a different name
We wake up in morning water
Yep, you heard me right. There is no other
Very wet and surrounded by moisture
Waiting for that mouth, finger, or pole sir
You’ve wondered why we do not say
Why should we tell you and give it all away
I'm saying it now, but I don't give a shit
I want you to hurry up and slip in that dick
When the kitten is sleeping and purring in the bed
All she is dreaming of is what you feel like in her head
Contentment is not the word
We want to soar like an eagle any kind of bird
Takes us up very high
Or bring us down to hell
We don’t care , why wonder why
Morning water is sweet, you see
Maybe you want to taste it
And bring us to ecstasy
Water everywhere you can feel.
Come on, give us the big deal
Now, ladies, I’m sorry I let it go
But men do wonder these things, you know
They get morning wood it’s stiff and hard
Even weeps now and then
Can you imagine what kind of state therein
They just wonder if we, as women, can understand
Morning water is what we call it
Now you know
go for it
Everybody wonders if women could
Wake up with something just the same
I’m here to tell you we do under a different name
We wake up in morning water
Yep, you heard me right. There is no other
Very wet and surrounded by moisture
Waiting for that mouth, finger, or pole sir
You’ve wondered why we do not say
Why should we tell you and give it all away
I'm saying it now, but I don't give a shit
I want you to hurry up and slip in that dick
When the kitten is sleeping and purring in the bed
All she is dreaming of is what you feel like in her head
Contentment is not the word
We want to soar like an eagle any kind of bird
Takes us up very high
Or bring us down to hell
We don’t care , why wonder why
Morning water is sweet, you see
Maybe you want to taste it
And bring us to ecstasy
Water everywhere you can feel.
Come on, give us the big deal
Now, ladies, I’m sorry I let it go
But men do wonder these things, you know
They get morning wood it’s stiff and hard
Even weeps now and then
Can you imagine what kind of state therein
They just wonder if we, as women, can understand
Morning water is what we call it
Now you know
go for it
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