Calling her at midnight,
dissatisfied with the current Life,
pleading her forever to Get Laid,
Sure! can Join the endless wait
have been Already licked her pride
In a luxurious way to fuck her Style
Not here to lecture on any straight Line
have crossed herself and died alive
just here for Fun unlimited
Is all she now care -
'Hey Baby! Are you bored of yourself?';
striving stretches of endless Love
in the form of cash or whatever the reason
"cuddle me through this cold night"
this Mistress has already been loved for awhile
losing her mind, leaving her Soul deprived!