The Bouncing Teenage Bed

Sex was why I left the homely coop, lack of it to tell the truth. And when I got into my flat, with every girl I hung my hat. Thank you mam and wham bam bam, at last my life, was full of jam. To wake up with a damsel’s cheer, convinced my friends I was not *****. So I could walk, and play the ball, and in my arms, more gals would fall. With bouncing boobs and butts like jelly, I had no time to watch the telly. Sighs and butts and boobs and squeals, Now I know how heaven feels. But in my lust I ne’er forgot; the coop and mum and dad I got.