God, lemme not die for the music

God, lemme not die for the music

God, if ya planning to take me yonder

 Anytime soon

Please don’t

For the music

For chicks to shake to the hits

When ma eyes won’t share

Then please don’t

For the music

If tantalizing panties will show

As they loosely shove to da show

Then please don’t              

For the music

If some rhythm will call

For rhyming clown

And am nowhere

Then don’t

For the music

If some ample shaped babe

Will want to share a stage

And am ages agone

Then please don’t

For the music

How that voluptuous blonde

Move that voluminous bottom

Oh God, I am dead

For the music

Hey babe

Way you heave those tits!

Nimble nipples leaping-

Wish I could lay my teeth

But for the music

Oh gals on the floor

Your sweat flow

It smells of fresh holes

Wish I could get hold

But the music

Thought seen the last

Past had not alike though

Wonna last to lust

How anew they gonn move

For the music

Loosen it

Up, down, left, right…

Leave it

I am dead!

Oh the music!