Never say you don't get presents, son
Never say you don't get presents, son
I'd rather be your first, stepson
If she's pretty, eat her cookie
When beauty and slutty makes a cocktail
Be creative with your holes
Inner thighs are a good destination
Be useful, peeping tom
Not much room for imagination
The only currency she has
Let's fog up the windows
Perverted enough to be fun
What matters is your education, son
You're hot, so what's not to like?
Let's get totally unprofessional
Better not waste any cum drops