Shake the Stick
my eyes pierce the nightstraight into your room
lying there naked and alone
she's the dog who needs the bone
the door opens slowly and oh so quiet
nerves on edge, time to riot
she fakes the look of surprise
from her eyes down to her thighs
a little tremble
a little shake
we soon make the earth quake
shake the stick, don't be quick
shake the stick, she's got some kick
rolling over and spread wide
she wanted it up and down side to side
a vice grip of skin on skin
is it a sin to just stay in?
the viper slithers and slides
into it's velvet home it hides
delivering one load after another
in nine months she's gonna be a mother
shake the stick, don't be quick
shake the stick, she's got some kick
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