Eight Inches

Jeferson Montez

Composición de: Jeferson Corrêa Oliveira
Woke up this mornin', Sun in my eyes
Reached down below, to my surprise
Hangin' there heavy, a thick piece of meat
Another damn day, draggin' it down the street

Eight inches hard, a throbbing red head
Poundin' and pumpin', till I'm nearly dead
No room for romance, no sweet nothin's said
Just raw, sweaty lust, in my king-sized bed

Strangers in bars, give me the eye
Know what they want, they ain't gotta lie
Quick trip to the bathroom, a wink and a grin
Back alley action, where the real fun begins

Some folks they whisper, some folks they stare
Don't give a damn, I got plenty to spare
Use it for pleasure, use it for spite
This big ol' dick, is my birthright

Eight inches hard, a throbbing red head
Poundin' and pumpin', till I'm nearly dead
No room for romance, no sweet nothin's said
Just raw, sweaty lust, in my king-sized bed

Yeah, eight inches hard, that's the honest truth
Livin' life large, from my head to my
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