My Sausage

Yea you're humping on my meat pickle
For a minute it felt like you're riding on a motorcycle
It's such a gnarly Harley darling
But you're giving me a test tickle
I'm a little ticklish dear
You're tickling away at my nads
And you're giving a hoist to my lads

Knees to your shoulders
Feet in the air
Can't see your cattle
But I smell your dairy air
Something always happens
With your ankles by your ears
You do a magic trick
And then my sausage disappears

Feeling fine when nature calls
Yea it's about time
I got a fine set of gentleman's balls
You know it, darling
You got that look in your eyes
I can see myself in between your thighs
You're pulling me in and it ain't no surprise
I'm ready, hold steady

Knees to your shoulders
Feet in the air
Can't see your cattle
But I smell your dairy air
Something always happens
With your ankles by your ears
You do a magic trick
And then my sausage disappears

What kind of sexual voodoo
Are you laying down here
I've heard rumblings from your dumplings
And some thunder from your rear

Yea you're humping on my meat pickle
For a minute it felt like you're riding on a motorcycle
It's such a gnarly Harley darling
But you're giving me a test tickle
I'm a little ticklish dear
You're tickling away at my nads
And you're giving a hoist to my lads

Knees to your shoulders
Feet in the air
Can't see your cattle
But I smell your dairy air
Something always happens
With your ankles by your ears
You do a magic trick
And then my sausage disappears

Knees to your shoulders
Feet in the air
Can't see your cattle
But I smell your dairy air
Something always happens
With your ankles by your ears
and you do a magic trick
And my sausage disappears



Credits
Writer(s): Beau Nair
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