Smart, beautiful, a woman, with a virtue of intelligence, look into the palm of your hand and read, see a story spelling out a tale about me, wanting to be, that nut falling out of your tree.
Baby lug my wood around your shoulder, be my personal lumberjack.
So serious, your eyes are so focus, lay them upon me like a light tower not guiding me to shore, I prefer to stay wet, but into your warm cuddly arms, where I would make the ocean floor shake.
New hood, you wear it so sexy baby, you are so hot, please be my Miss Riding Hood and give this wolf a ride, a bite, just a little taste of that sexy...oops, my bad, I am a bad boy seriously put a ruler on my ass.
don't bite too hard, our personal cupid may be disarmed, but one day his bow will be reborn, and you will leap into my arms, and we shall vibrate the pond.
Under your tree, Santa gift me, waiting to be unwrapped to please, taste me, baby it's sweet as honey cum be, my Queen Bee.
