I don't need your badge anymore
I don't need your badge anymore
Let's fog up the windows
Perverted enough to be fun
The only currency she has
Not much room for imagination
Inner thighs are a good destination
What matters is your education, son
Be useful, peeping tom
Be creative with your holes
If she's pretty, eat her cookie
I'd rather be your first, stepson
When beauty and slutty makes a cocktail
You're hot, so what's not to like?
Let's get totally unprofessional
Better not waste any cum drops