At a Medium Pace
Put your arms around me baby
Can't you see I need you so?
Hold me close against your skin
I'm about to begin
Lovin' you
Spit on your hand and stroke my cock at a medium pace
Play with my balls and tell me how big they are
Honey rub your beaver up and down my face
Sit on the corner of the bed and watch me whack off
You see that shampoo bottle
Now stick it up my ass
Push it in and out at a medium pace
Talk about your old boyfriend's dick and how big it was
Now shave off my pubs and punch me in the face
Oh darling, make me push my dick and balls
Back between my legs
Call me an ugly woman and take my picture
To show all the people you work with
Now pull up my scrotum
And take that shampoo bottle out of my ass
Pretend I'm the pizza delivery guy
And watch me whack off
Strap on a dildo and make me give you head
Tell me slow down and do it at a medium pace
Oh, I feel so humiliated
I'm about to blow my load
You tell it's time to make love
But now I can't 'cause I spewed all over myself
Then you look into my eyes, then you realize
How much I enjoy loving you
I'm so sorry I spunked on my stomach
Maybe next time I'll be better at loving you
Oh, oh
Can't you see I need you so?
Hold me close against your skin
I'm about to begin
Lovin' you
Spit on your hand and stroke my cock at a medium pace
Play with my balls and tell me how big they are
Honey rub your beaver up and down my face
Sit on the corner of the bed and watch me whack off
You see that shampoo bottle
Now stick it up my ass
Push it in and out at a medium pace
Talk about your old boyfriend's dick and how big it was
Now shave off my pubs and punch me in the face
Oh darling, make me push my dick and balls
Back between my legs
Call me an ugly woman and take my picture
To show all the people you work with
Now pull up my scrotum
And take that shampoo bottle out of my ass
Pretend I'm the pizza delivery guy
And watch me whack off
Strap on a dildo and make me give you head
Tell me slow down and do it at a medium pace
Oh, I feel so humiliated
I'm about to blow my load
You tell it's time to make love
But now I can't 'cause I spewed all over myself
Then you look into my eyes, then you realize
How much I enjoy loving you
I'm so sorry I spunked on my stomach
Maybe next time I'll be better at loving you
Oh, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Adam R Sandler, Robert Smigel, Steven Wayne Koren
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