Song for My Lady

Written by Douglas Firestein

It was hard to wake up
And leave the warm bed
Knowing you were there
Willing and naked

I worked 12 straight hours
But my mind was on you
I almost cut off my hand
When I ran a guy through

It’s been a long day
Out poundin’ suckas
Now I’m comin’ home
To be your lady fucka

Rub her down
(lady fucka)
Whip it out
(lady fucka)
Make her scream
(lady fucka)
Stuff that chocolate with cream cheese

I always shower after
Though I hate to be clean
I want to remember having
Your dried juice on me

I don’t mind crunchy pubes
Though sometimes they itch
When you go down on me
It sounds like you’re eating chips

It’s been a long day
Out poundin’ suckas
Now I’m comin’ home
To be your lady fucka

Rub her down
(lady fucka)
Whip it out
(lady fucka)
Make her scream
(lady fucka)
Stuff that chocolate with cream cheese

I can’t think straight
It’s all too much for me
I need some time with my lady!

Rub her down
(lady fucka)
Whip it out
(lady fucka)
Make her scream
(lady fucka)
Stuff that chocolate with cream cheese

(Ooh lady fucka)