Bubble

There's a fine, fine line
In the horny mind
I crossed mine
In the locker room (mmm)
Next thing I knew
Something just grew
In the line of view
Of you'll never, ever guess who
The very best friend I always knew
Is staring at the jockstrap with the bursting bulge
I'm not wearin'
And maybe that's why
He's walking over
Whispering those words
I can't get over

I like your bubble
Even the stubble
Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles
The tighter the better
And yours has never
Felt the pain that gives
Me so, so, so, so
Me so, so, so, so
Me so, so, so, so-o-o-o
Much pleasure

Pop that pop (pop)
Stick your stick into it
Can you bubble pop? (Pop)
Grab both cheeks and do it
This is it, boy
Christian Grey, my boy toy
Pop that pop (pop)
This is how we do it (bubble pop)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (bubble pop)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

What did you do
Up my choo-choo?
I can't even walk straight as I used to

Nothing much, just a touch
Innocent enough
I'm still straight and you are too

Mhmmm okay
I'll let it go
I'm still a bro
It didn't mean anything so who has to know?
I am straight, straight
I just pulled a muscle lifting weight
It's straight
Man, am I straight
As always I got a hot date

Doc, it hurts so bad I can't even sit down
I don't want to tell ya how it all went down
How do I know you won't tell anyone around?
We both know it's a small ass town

Breathe boy, no need to be cynical
All you need now is my physical
Drop the undies and show me the pencil
Everything here on out is confidential

I like your bubble
Even the stubble
Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles
The tighter the better
And yours has never
Felt the pain that gives
Me so, so, so, so
Me so, so, so, so
Me so, so, so, so-o-o-o
Much pleasure

Pop that pop (pop)
Stick your stick into it
Can you bubble pop? (Pop)
Grab both cheeks and do it
This is it, boy
Christian Grey, my boy toy
Pop that pop (pop)
This is how we do it (bubble pop)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (bubble pop)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

No, please don't

Hell if I won't

Why are you kneeling?

To give you uh-oh feelings

Why do you and everyone I know
Want my Santa Claus?

Because

I like your bubble
Even the stubble
Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles
The tighter the better
And yours has never
Felt the pain that gives
Me so, so, so, so
Me so, so, so, so
Me so, so, so, so-o-o-o
Much pleasure