She's so fine, makes me lose my mind
I wish to apply my manhood
I'll be glad to go to her pad and
Maybe the whole band could

I got to make a decision
To avoid a collision

She's so tuff, my knee's a little rough
From crawlin' on across her floor
If she'd place an order I'd drink her bath water and
Not even use a chaser

I got to make a decision
To avoid a collision

Her lips are wet and I'd make a bet
She's been suckin' on her watermellon rind
She's a picture of wealth and I know myself
That I'd take what she leaves behind