Big Daddy’s Back
Found a little shorty right down the tracks.
Big Daddy’s Back, gonna lay blondie
up in the rack.

Curly wisps of hair all up in her face
dark pooled eyes fire passions grace.
Where’d you get those muscles baby?
Hard chest, six pack– hmm maybe.

Let me feel your body honey,
let me see that funny money.
C’mon and make that sound,
send Big Daddy to the ground.

Oh Big D is wacked
got little blondie up on her back.
Push me through the sky
Big D so cool, so hard, so fly.

Get on up and ride that train,
blow my whistle and watch me strain.
Touch you lips tender to mine
see me explode out of my mind.

Let me go, way down low
I wanna watch you glow.
Let me go, way down low
Up to your head and down to your toes.

Baby gots style oh my wow.
Bend on over and I’ll stay for awhile.
Just tease me, oh shorty please
Close it up, a little more squeeze.

Now we’re done, shorty gotta run
no pissed hubby or no smoking gun.
Bring it on back just for fun.
Chase the moon till we see the sun.

Hmm, daddy’s back
Found that little shorty on down the tracks.
Hmm, he’s back. Need another sugar up in the rack.

rb.