Ah, I awakened from a wet In I was restless [unverified] My imagination could no longer take me So I slid into my copping And into the original Jones, sex
Now, my sexy Jones was sea level The hornies occupied my I was at stage where most men would say "Hey ho', it's your life or your lay", but I was cooler than She said, "No compute"
I a lady who was also on the prowl I could by her makeup, plus the scent was there So I sashayed over to her, and, ah, of my plan She screamed and "Are you to make love to me?"
I said, "Is pig, what's in Or you play hard all the trouble you went through to get chosen" She said, ah, "No compute"
Finally, she said, ah "I could, ah, go for what you're talking about But it's really my birth control pill" I said, "All looks are not alike, all are not a crack in doubt, vamp"
"Or at ad-lib And of course you know that don't make babies" She smiled, and said, "No compute" But I could that she was getting interested
So off we There was fun to be had, to be made "Strange", I said to myself after I Smoking a last joint I [unverified] to sleep "What a man will go for the hornies, ah, set in"
Well, suddenly as she there, mouth wide open Wig half off, snoring, breath like a 1948 Buick I was sick with the filthies, and she smiled in her As if to say, "All are not alike, all holes are not a crack"