Friday evening and I was out and about,
looking for amusement and unbridled sex.
In the disco there was someone courting:
90-60-90 and legs up to her neck.
No one really dared to approach her.
I said: "Baby, are you maybe looking for a man?
The search is over. Baby, I'm here,
and now hurry up, our taxi is already outside the door."
But it wasn't until she was at my house that
I really realized the extent of the tragedy.
She came out my shower and I saw -
shitty: Wonderbra! Push-up bra!
I went back to the disco.
You always have better luck on the second try.
I saw a piece on the dance floor.
Long hair, big eyes, that was exactly my thing.
It was pretty crowded and crowded,
but I still showed her where the dancing hammer was hanging.
I whispered dirty things in her ear,
and she melted away like snow on a Ford V8 engine.
So I pulled her into the toilet, which always pulls.
She turned it up completely, I hardly knew what was happening to me.
But sometimes there is more than meets the eye -
I fell in: transvestite! Girl with a penis!
I had really tried all the tricks.
I was no longer desperate. I had resigned myself.
Then an angel smiled at me
and asked if she could perhaps sit with me.
I saw immediately that her breasts were real.
She looked like she was watching an advertisement for the fairer sex.
Then she asked me: "Are you coming with me?"
Is the Pope Catholic? And then we were with her.
She took off her clothes and asked: "Do you feel like it?"
It was then that I realized the extent of her beauty.
I hugged her, then was the end:
It can't be true - premature ejaculation
before the first kiss. I'll take the shot!