Bucket List
She’s sultry and she’s sexy
Sunday morning yet kind of wild
And if I get to I can tell you
I’d gladly throw in the towel
I can’t think of even one
Other thing I’d rather do
Fore my time on this earth ends
Before all my days are through
She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay
Upside down and all around
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away
She’s got my want to overflowing
Can’t get a handle on myself
This rusty pails awaiting
These holes can’t fill themselves
Gonna take it nice and easy
Fill it clear up to the top
Once I get my fill I’ll need refilled
I ain’t ever gonna stop
She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay
Upside down and all around
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away
Some men live for money
But you’re only rich if you find love
Am I half full or half empty
It’s all just because...
She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay
Upside down and all around
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away
On my bucket list there’s a dying wish
I’d love to fulfill....some day...
Copyright © M.P. Shaudd | Year Posted 2021
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