What a day!
by cricketjeff on September 22, 2007. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
My hands on your arse as we dance
We both know I’m taking a chance
But you don’t try to push them away
WHAT A DAY
Your arse seems to fit in my palms
I can feel the best of your charms
It seems that you’re ready to play
WHAT A DAY
Your hands pull my mouth onto yours
Your tongue wants to work on my jaws
It seems things are going all right
WHAT A NIGHT
It is clear things are going to grow
And its clear that is something you know
You’re squeezing and holding me tight
WHAT A NIGHT
We’re leaving the dance arm in arm
We’re not looking relaxed or too calm
Where heading for passion and play
WHAT A DAY
The back of my car is the place
We got there in sort of a chase
Our clothes have just melted away
WHAT A DAY
My hands on your arse as we love
You’re running the show from above
I’m stuck in a spot warm and tight
WHAT A NIGHT
Your arse seems to bounce on my lap
I’m really a fortunate chap
You gurgle and murmur and say
WHAT A DAY ! ! !
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