Your a funky little fox,
a classic sex machine,
a great piece of ass
if you know what I mean.

You walked through the office,
owned every eye in sight,
round one had begun
I were in for a fight.

I knock Gary through the wall,
and Terry to the ground,
Jims com'n down the hallway,
that fuckers goin down.

I leave'm in my wake,
funky fox in my sight,
need to find the exit
it's gonna be tight.

I greet you at the door,
tongue hanging from my face,
she looks at me with mass disgust
and reaches for the mace.

I'm the one who fought for you,
I'm your Manly rock,
she put my hand between her crutch,
and let me feel her "Cock"

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