Her breath makes me hot and her c*nt drips
As she presses my thighs against hers
She gets on her knees, begs for my j*ice
She desires me, wanna see my nervus phalli up and stiff
She's a woman-banquet you'll need 10 forks to relish her,
On her fours, on her sides, with her on top or on bottom, from her behind or standing up
She's a woman you can eat up till the bones
And turn her inside out, twist, bend and smudge
Until her body trembles and moans
She was looking awesome, her nude breasts covered with 5 or 6 necklaces
She took me off the ground, making me fly over the seven seas
She asked me to beat her, to burst her c*nt, to call her a vulgar wh*re
A crappy sl*t, a dirty tr*mp
I'm the one who drank and devoured/screwed Madonna
She brought three of her girl friends to play along, a bodice on, her thighs firm,
Her silhouette was burning, her tongue famished, she squeezed me in between her thighs,
She provoked me and asked:
Who's the boss here, uh?
Who's the boss here, uh?
Eh Eh
I'm the one who drank and devoured/screwed Madonna