Silky smooth
Look at him move
Your dignity you will lose
He gonna take it, take it, take it, take it
He got an eye on you
Whatcha gon' do
He's comin' - a comin' - for you
He's gonna stick it right in
I don't care what you say
He gonna have his wicked way
You can fight a little harder - you're the gimp and he the master
He don't care what he gotta pay
Overnight you'll stay
Locked up and locked away
You could fight a little smarter, it'll only make him harder
I'm afraid there's no other way
No time for a body complex
Gonna dress you up in latex
You gonna gape and bend and flex
You're gonna do more than wince
Don't believe in using safe-words
Won't give a chuff if it hurts
Not even 'thank you very much'
Your mouth's gonna be stuffed with a ping-pong ball
I don't care what you say
He gonna have his wicked way
You can fight a little harder - you're the gimp and he the master
He don't care what he gotta pay
Overnight you'll stay
Locked up and locked away
You could fight a little smarter, it'll only make him harder
I'm afraid there's no other way
Release notes:
All words & music Tico Jnr.
Ti' stealthily tells us:
Yet another ditty from the Lazy. Sexy. Cool sessions. I really was in a purple patch then! Bri has been somewhat reluctant to utilise this saucy little numbers, especially as his night traumas have returned of late. Matter not. Even the most casual listener can enjoy, and perhaps even relate... cheers.
Bri Jnr.:
Too busy breaking biscuits.
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