STRADLER LOVES. ( STRONG LANGUAGE)
Posted: April 15th, 2011, 2:58 pm
Stradler loves the evenings
Loves watching the girls come
Into the bar with the young
Hunks on their arms wondering
Where they go to fuck and if they’re
Any good at it and as he draws on
His cigarette he remembers Anne
The woman old enough to be his
Mother who took him in hand and
Showed him a good time in bed and
How and when and where and he
Never looked back after her never
Forgot her huge buttocks and breasts
And her loving heart and big blue
Eyes and her rib crushing thighs
And he loves the evenings and the
Jukebox jive and the hunks swinging
Their honeys about and he sitting
There watching the girls and supping
His beer and smoking his cigarette
Remembering Anne and her love of
Booze and Mahler and French cigarettes
And she bringing him into her garden of
Eve her pleasure dome and he leaving her
Dark love bites on her shoulder and thighs
All the time gazing into her big blue eyes.
Loves watching the girls come
Into the bar with the young
Hunks on their arms wondering
Where they go to fuck and if they’re
Any good at it and as he draws on
His cigarette he remembers Anne
The woman old enough to be his
Mother who took him in hand and
Showed him a good time in bed and
How and when and where and he
Never looked back after her never
Forgot her huge buttocks and breasts
And her loving heart and big blue
Eyes and her rib crushing thighs
And he loves the evenings and the
Jukebox jive and the hunks swinging
Their honeys about and he sitting
There watching the girls and supping
His beer and smoking his cigarette
Remembering Anne and her love of
Booze and Mahler and French cigarettes
And she bringing him into her garden of
Eve her pleasure dome and he leaving her
Dark love bites on her shoulder and thighs
All the time gazing into her big blue eyes.