Naughtiness
Can't imagine life without naughtiness
It spices things up, it does
Naughtiness was given to us human beans
A blessing if there ever was
Imagine a whole world of uptight people
Afraid to stumble and fall
I'm obsessed by naughtiness, stuff they call smut
Bad words, bad thoughts and all
Really I'm usually quite prim and proper
That's the image I try to portray
Sometimes though the real me is exposed
I'm nailed to the wall some days
Have to admit really enjoy being naughty
It spices up a most boring life
I highly recommend it this path I've chosen
Gotta try it at least once or twice
Write me and tell me how it all works out
Are you're scorned, ridiculed and stuff
Take heart my friends for naughtiness rocks
It's the stuff folks can't get enough
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