These are the lyrics from a song that I wrote in order for my brother and I to tag-team some female after a drunken bon-fire. Lake place, guitar, sack 'o wine, set of condoms and a set of brothers. We were set! Then my uncles had to read his blog and get all hifey. Damn...
(Verse 1)
We want to get down, the two of us and you
If you got a couple friends, you ought to bring them too
Don't believe the christian right, when they say that you're wrong
Just listen to the words that are in this song
We're a couple naughty monkeys, albeit quite smart
Got a pocket full of rubbers, all doin our part
We can't be havin any babies or no S-T-D's
Just a night full of group, ecstasy
(Chorus)
We're two naughty dudes: Good, Giving and Game
Down for whatever, hope you're down for the same
I see a railroad crossing, don't act so tame
Some call it Amtrak....
We're two naughty dudes: Good, Giving and Game
Down for whatever, hope you're down for the same
I see a railroad crossing, don't act so tame
Some call it Amtrak, we call it the train!
(Verse 2)
Got a box of toys that you'll enjoy, feathers to tease
Vibrating stuff, a pair of cuff and anal beads
Real playas ain't haters, out for number one
Their friends are there, so don't just stare, and join the fun
I think that's it, my list is legit
Sure hope there isn't anything, that I forget
If I've forgotten something, just bring it along
To the cabin for the stabbin, right after this song
(Repeat Chorus)
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