swivel and those rude menzz
guitar strangs man!
we heard the strang's of delgrin
and were beamed otta our seat's
it's like booty-booty bomb sh4t!
I mean the bassy grooves and the lyrics
they hit me like a stereo!
swing dos' hips and get a grip
on some real good loving!
singles and swingers, baby what's for dinner
cause dessert is you !
I mean like who's got the answer
when the question is wrong
laid back getting squirt's from the boss type
greasy fanga's gal show!
groovy bassy funk!
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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