What a Joy
The door is closing
On my cage
You're getting tired
Of all my rage
What a joy to be your animal
My plate is full
My lips are wet
There ain't a bone
We haven't picked yet
What a joy to be your animal
We make love
Three time a week
So get off
Cant hardly speak
What a joy to be your animal
On my cage
You're getting tired
Of all my rage
What a joy to be your animal
My plate is full
My lips are wet
There ain't a bone
We haven't picked yet
What a joy to be your animal
We make love
Three time a week
So get off
Cant hardly speak
What a joy to be your animal
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Writer(s): Micah Sturdevant
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