Company Bee
[Folk are gonna talk if I keep writing from the
Lady’s perspective... so here’s another. It means
Nothing... honest. Try this to Bette Middler’s
‘Company B’]
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Funny how my boyfriend never dances with me
Even more amusing when he sat on a bee
Jumped up getting jerky
Then got kinda twerky
Screaming will somebody suck the sting out of me
We’ve been getting cozy if you know what I mean
I suppose you might suggest I know where he’s been
But don’t bust a gut, pal
I won’t suck his butt, pal
’cause I wash his undies and they’re never that clean
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