These thoughts saturate my mind
Prey and infatuate my mind
I don’t mean to procrastinate my time
But all these beautiful women
I can’t help but to think of them
The footage of their every motion
Stored away in my memory
The leading lady in my sex film
Only lords know how bad
I really want to sex them
When my rose finally peeks
Through it’s concrete
Will they stop to smell the roses?
And grab me by my stem
I will catch them if they fall
All they have to do is
Grab me my sexual limb
I will lift them up
And take them back down again
