I simply must tell you,
And I hate to be crude,
But each time I see you,
You give me wood.
And I hate to be crude,
But each time I see you,
You give me wood.
You needn’t be in
A state of undress;
All I need is a smile
And a tender caress.
Just a shake of your ass
And I’m in the mood.
With a lingering kiss,
You give me wood.
When you’re looking sexy,
I need a blood donor
‘Cause all of it’s gone
To my raging boner.
I tell you I love you
But feel that I should
Tell you more often that
You give me wood.
