Double Team

Damn, a hard days rockin' Better slip off my shoes Maybe give a little stretch, and a bend Dip my toe to jacuzzi, baby Slip out this book, "The Buttress of Windsor" "Ho-ho-ho, who's this? How's it goin'?" That's the first thing I say to you "How's it goin', are you flowin'?" Listen, honey Thinkin' 'bout a couple things to say to you Showin', growin' Man, I'd like to place my hand upon your fuckin' sexy ass and squeeze And squeeze Take off your blouse and your underpants Then take a look 'Cause here me and KG come naked Out of the side-hatch With the oils and perfume and incense Now you're groovin', put on a cool '70s groove A funky groove to fuck to A funky groove to fuck to Me, me and KG It's all about sex supreme We like to cream jeans Have you ever been worked on By two guys who are hot for your snatch? That's what I'm offerin' you You step into a room And then you smell a perfume You lay upon our roundish bed And then you feel a tickling on your head It's KG with a feather and the French tickler Look out, baby, he got the tools And then you feel somethin' down by your feet It's me, it's JB, I'm suckin' upon your toes We don't mind suckin' on toes Good luck finding a boyfriend who sucks toes Havin' sex with me and KG Now you're talkin' double team supreme Let's roll Oh What? Yeah! Huh? No! Oh Oh, that's it, that's right Oh, my God Oh, I think I'm gonna, oh Splodge That was the one Hail Satan (hail Satan) Hail Satan (hail Satan)