Coo coo ca choo baby you that's what you are You are a hollywood star you're the high priestess by far And you know this tune's for you we call it coo coo ca choo And it's a very brief description of the things we could do to you
You were looking at me I was looking at you Coo coo ca choo coo coo ca choo You were looking at me I was looking at you Coo coo ca choo now what ya gonna do
Oil me up quick miss daisy before I'm lubing up your tailpipe Or the bedposts will be a knocking and a knocking 'til the break of light Raised and dazed in a million and one ways Like a morton coffee roll I want you hot and glazed So you're the real thing baby you're parkay you're not butter Gonna have to get you home and lube you up with fluff-n-nutter Scope it scope it baby looking so fit Playing games and laying dames you know I know you know it Now you're quick to get the condom you know the jimmy's gonna fit you snug Lean you against the fire place and ride you on the bear skin rug Chow down my ding dong come and sing along Slip a grip around my tip and then you'll be my klingon Yeah in my sweat pants you're gonna see my erection Ooh oh pick a de pop pop perfection Umpla dumpla dippedee do Cause I'd never leave the house if mommy looked like you
You were looking at me I was looking at you Coo coo ca choo coo coo ca choo You were looking at me I was looking at you Coo coo ca choo now what ya gonna do
Butter up butter cup did ya think it'd really last long My attention span hutches when you wake up know that I'll be gone Cocoa butter beach blonde wearing that thin thong You know I got a thing for you it's only an inch long Now I'm picking up your signals like a tv station I'm looking for the channel to have immoral applications Looking so fine cosmo behind Fermentation of time like reunite wine Well I'm bubbling up and steaming like an active volcano I think I clogged up all your pipes better get yourself some draino I get annoyed cause I can't avoid Baby sounding like a mongoloid I gots the skills to keep ya busy all night If you do not bite I hope you blow like dynamite Happy thanksgiving would you like a little white meat? I'll stuff my butterballs and you eat
You were looking at me I was looking at you Coo coo ca choo coo coo ca choo You were looking at me I was looking at you Coo coo ca choo now what ya gonna do
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