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And so the story goes

Chrissie wore no clothes

She said some dirty things

To make her butt seem improbable

The whale of an ass

Like men hope it was

And the good girl of Tomorrow

Had the heels that she borrowed

And her head would look so sexy shorn

Like a tawny bald fawn

And Chrissie likes weird sex positions with nutsack and thrust

And her cat was asleep

it was a drunk latent puss

Sighing, Chrissie stomps the streets

Feeling the crust of the bum, as hot as the sun

The YBT Sisters

In the sheets she barks

Flashing buckles of brass

an leather all over her flesh

Oh, And she was gone

Her porno style is mostly dwarf men

They get her so turned on

threesomes too though there's a fourth man

 

She was stoned and he was rat assed

her boyfriend's cream is used for car wax

unbelievable

And she frightened the small children away

and her skirt was short

And it was taut

Though her stains are gross!

It was midnight

No washing machine by the kitchen door

Washing makes Chrissie grim faced

She has f*cked on a Cathedral floor

And a solid f**k it was

Chrissie cannot find a f**k like that today

 

And it was Stalking time

For treeduck, Chrissie's moon arse

The YBT Sisters

With their backs on a larch

she likes to f**k against a tree

But she can't sing about that (but I can)

Oh, And she was Gone

wearing nothng but rubber waders

she was so Turned On

she's no orgasm faker

 

Now that man is hung,

and strangely so is Chrissie

The tape measure that proved the fact

Is melted down

And woven on the edging of her pillow

Now her boyfriend lays upon the Rocks

He could be dead, He could be not

He could be You

He's chameleon, come-outer, Cocknocker and Cream butter

"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"

The YBT Sisters

like it in the pie and butter and the Bad

The YBT Sisters

likes her joints to be rolled

In the crotch hungry park

where she whipped a tart

Oh, but she was gone, she was so damn gone

queen of oblivion

she gets so turned on

In the lesbian Pavilion

 

Lay her down and poke her Pie

she's starving for man gravy

Leave her heels on, with her butt unfrocked

her pants might just slip away

Just for the Day, Hey!

Please come Away, Hey!

Chrissie please come away, just for the day! hey!

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Ya_Big_Tree

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And so the story goes

Chrissie wore no clothes

She said some dirty things

To make her butt seem improbable

The whale of an ass

Like men hope it was

And the good girl of Tomorrow

Had the heels that she borrowed

And her head would look so sexy shorn

Like a tawny bald fawn

And Chrissie likes weird sex positions with nutsack and thrust

And her cat was asleep

it was a drunk latent puss

Sighing, Chrissie stomps the streets

Feeling the crust of the bum, as hot as the sun

The YBT Sisters

In the sheets she barks

Flashing buckles of brass

an leather all over her flesh

Oh, And she was gone

Her porno style is mostly dwarf men

They get her so turned on

threesomes too though there's a fourth man

 

She was stoned and he was rat assed

her boyfriend's cream is used for car wax

unbelievable

And she frightened the small children away

and her skirt was short

And it was taut

Though her stains are gross!

It was midnight

No washing machine by the kitchen door

Washing makes Chrissie grim faced

She has f*cked on a Cathedral floor

And a solid f**k it was

Chrissie cannot find a f**k like that today

 

And it was Stalking time

For treeduck, Chrissie's moon arse

The YBT Sisters

With their backs on a larch

she likes to f**k against a tree

But she can't sing about that (but I can)

Oh, And she was Gone

wearing nothng but rubber waders

she was so Turned On

she's no orgasm faker

 

Now that man is hung,

and strangely so is Chrissie

The tape measure that proved the fact

Is melted down

And woven on the edging of her pillow

Now her boyfriend lays upon the Rocks

He could be dead, He could be not

He could be You

He's chameleon, come-outer, Cocknocker and Cream butter

"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"

The YBT Sisters

like it in the pie and butter and the Bad

The YBT Sisters

likes her joints to be rolled

In the crotch hungry park

where she whipped a tart

Oh, but she was gone, she was so damn gone

queen of oblivion

she gets so turned on

In the lesbian Pavilion

 

Lay her down and poke her Pie

she's starving for man gravy

Leave her heels on, with her butt unfrocked

her pants might just slip away

Just for the Day, Hey!

Please come Away, Hey!

Chrissie please come away, just for the day! hey!

 

Aww did you write that just for me ducky? :)

:wub: Thanks

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treeduck

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And so the story goes

Chrissie wore no clothes

She said some dirty things

To make her butt seem improbable

The whale of an ass

Like men hope it was

And the good girl of Tomorrow

Had the heels that she borrowed

And her head would look so sexy shorn

Like a tawny bald fawn

And Chrissie likes weird sex positions with nutsack and thrust

And her cat was asleep

it was a drunk latent puss

Sighing, Chrissie stomps the streets

Feeling the crust of the bum, as hot as the sun

The YBT Sisters

In the sheets she barks

Flashing buckles of brass

an leather all over her flesh

Oh, And she was gone

Her porno style is mostly dwarf men

They get her so turned on

threesomes too though there's a fourth man

 

She was stoned and he was rat assed

her boyfriend's cream is used for car wax

unbelievable

And she frightened the small children away

and her skirt was short

And it was taut

Though her stains are gross!

It was midnight

No washing machine by the kitchen door

Washing makes Chrissie grim faced

She has f*cked on a Cathedral floor

And a solid f**k it was

Chrissie cannot find a f**k like that today

 

And it was Stalking time

For treeduck, Chrissie's moon arse

The YBT Sisters

With their backs on a larch

she likes to f**k against a tree

But she can't sing about that (but I can)

Oh, And she was Gone

wearing nothng but rubber waders

she was so Turned On

she's no orgasm faker

 

Now that man is hung,

and strangely so is Chrissie

The tape measure that proved the fact

Is melted down

And woven on the edging of her pillow

Now her boyfriend lays upon the Rocks

He could be dead, He could be not

He could be You

He's chameleon, come-outer, Cocknocker and Cream butter

"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"

The YBT Sisters

like it in the pie and butter and the Bad

The YBT Sisters

likes her joints to be rolled

In the crotch hungry park

where she whipped a tart

Oh, but she was gone, she was so damn gone

queen of oblivion

she gets so turned on

In the lesbian Pavilion

 

Lay her down and poke her Pie

she's starving for man gravy

Leave her heels on, with her butt unfrocked

her pants might just slip away

Just for the Day, Hey!

Please come Away, Hey!

Chrissie please come away, just for the day! hey!

 

Aww did you write that just for me ducky? :)

:wub: Thanks

Of course! Rewrote it anyway! You like Bowie don't you? What you need to do now is listen to that song and put in these lyrics! It was tricky to convert, I had to leave some of it "as is" cause i just can't beat Bowie!

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