Short Nothings
I can't wait to get home to my Bitch
I'll take off my shirt and she'll scratch my itch
She does what I tell her
Never questions, she just waits in my cellar
When I want something I just call out
"Hey Bitch, get up here" and she comes running out
Sure I might not treat her the best
But I treat her better then the rest
She has a leash, I keep her by my side
She likes the air in her face when we go for a ride
If she has been good, I'll take her to bed
But when she's been bad she wishes she was dead
It might not sound like it, but I love her
At least I will till I can find a new lover
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Last updated 2-28-99