A Hard Day's Night
He was known as a sexual delight
Cuz he knew how to do it just right
She would knock on his door
Just to do it some more
Which would keep him up most of the night
So from night after night it went on
They would do it just right till the dawn
Without much of a doubt
She just wore the man out
Now he walks with a permanent yawn
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2024
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