I was sittin there havin a drinkey-pooh
when The Godfather Of Passion walked in, makin me an offer I couldn't refuse!

He came struttin in like he own the place,
He was dressed to the nines and had a handsome face.
Dressed like an Italian Playboy,
I batted my eyes and was playin coy.
OOOOO he was so sexy, I could tell he was a keeper,
So I adjusted my cleavage, hopin he was a peeker.
Flipin my hair, makin my titties sway,
Well Doggies! Sexy Man was a comin my way!
He said," Hey there Baby, were you lookin for me?"
He sat down eyein the twins and winked knowingly.
He was makin me steamy, but I was playin it cool,
My nibbens was screamin howdy, but I remained aloof, my Mama didn't raise no fool.
He said," What are Ya havin, Baby, the drinks are on me!"
I said," You are about to get clobbered, ifen you don't get yore hand offen my knee!"
He grabbed my hand and said,"Come on let's dance!"
" I am the Italian Godfather of Romance,"
He pulled me close and I had an up close encounter with his little friend in his pants!
That Italian Stallion was a wearin me like a cheap suit,
OOOOOO I wanted him bad, that big ole Galoot.
I said," Loosen yore grip, yore cuttin offen my wind!"
I wiggled against him and again felt his little friend.
He smiled wickedly and fondled my behind,
I should have made a fuss, but it was feelin so fine.
He held me so close, he was wearin my titties as a vest,
Accordin to my Southern rasin, it was time to protest.
Oh Well, like Scarlett, I will push those thoughts away,
I wanted the Godfather Of Passion to make my day.
As I was suckin his earlobe and purrin in his ear,
He was lettin his hands work magic, makin his intentions very clear.
So I walked out with the Godfather Of Passion,I knew I would win not lose,
Cause that Sexy Daddy, made me an offer I couldn't refuse.

Music: Godfather