Money, where your mouth is

Oh, you’ve been talking big all night…

Let’s see what that mouth can really do!

He came through the door with that look in his eye,

Zipped up tight, but the tent don’t lie.

Said, “Baby, I’ve been thinking ’bout you all day,”

I said, “Drop them drawers—let’s hear what you’ve got to say.”

He’s proud of his package, thinks he’s top shelf,

But that thing ain’t gonna take care of itself.

I tied back my hair and got down on my knees—

He started speaking French and begging me, “Please!”

It’s a lick, lick, suck—that’s the name of the game,

Make a grown man forget his own damn name.

Up, down, twist—better hold on tight,

I’ll have his toes curling by the end of the night.

He said, “Good Lord, woman, where’d you learn that trick?”

I winked and said, “Baby, just enjoy that dick!”

No hands, two hands—whatever feels right,

I’m the head of the household tonight!

He grabbed the headboard and kicked off the sheet,

Sweating like a sinner in the preacher’s front seat.

Said, “Slow down, baby!” then, “Don’t you dare stop!”

Make up your mind, boy—are you ready to pop?

The neighbors heard him holler, the dog ran away,

The picture of Jesus turned the other way.

The bed hit the wall, though we weren’t even in it—

He’d waited all week, but he lasted one minute!

It’s a lick, lick, suck—that’s the name of the game,

Make a grown man forget his own damn name.

Up, down, twist—better hold on tight,

I’ll have his toes curling by the end of the night.

He said, “Good Lord, woman, where’d you learn that trick?”

I winked and said, “Baby, just enjoy that dick!”

No hands, two hands—whatever feels right,

I’m the head of the household tonight!

He promised me diamonds, a brand-new truck,

A week at the beach and a lifetime of luck.

But when it was over, that fool fell asleep—

So I stole all the blankets and kicked out his feet!

Spit or swallow? Don’t ask me twice—

Good manners are free, but the service ain’t nice.

He said, “Can I get another?” I laughed, “Hell no—

Recharge that battery before round two can go!”

It’s a lick, lick, suck—that’s the name of the game,

Make a grown man forget his address and name.

Up, down, twist—better hold on tight,

I’ll have him seeing angels by the end of the night.

He said, “Marry me again—you’re the love of my life!”

I said, “Wash those dishes if you want a good wife!”

No hands, two hands—whatever feels right,

I’m the head of the household tonight!

He woke up smiling, feeling ten feet tall…

Then I said, “Your turn, cowboy—

Fair is fair, after all!”