She's on her knees, I say please

Can I take off your clothes before we go out
And when you're helpless, I'll scream and shout
We finish everyday, well, anyway
Sixty-nine degrees, my head's between her knees.
You ask what is this? Mind your business

It's too good, it's too nice
She makes me feel it's too quick
Is it love? No not love.
She turns my sexual trick
She says she's mine, I know she lies
First, I scream, then I cry

I know why the caged bird sings, I know why

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