Your style is smooth and full of grace
Your curves are fine and Thank God no lace
Your soft supple seat fits like a glove
And the purrs that you make I must be in love
You make my heart race
When we pick up the pace
The people all turn around and stare
As we slip in and out without a care
You take me places I've been and have not
And everyone agrees you really are hot
There are no scares on you
You're perfect it's true
From head to tail
Fine in every detail
And with a touch of my hand
You answer my slightest command
And though you are perfect in every respect
I'm afraid my sanity would be suspect
I want to caress and keep you where I can see
but people would talk ....
If I brought a '67 mustang to bed with me
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