Big butts and blow jobs
They go together like
The sun and the sky
Like whiskey and
rye
Like ice cream and pie
Like lovers and sighs
Big butts and blow jobs
Big
butts and blow jobs
They go together like
The beach and suntan lotion
Like gypsies and
magic potions
Like instant replays and slow motion
Like Jacque Cousteau and the
ocean
Like whippersnappers and newfangled notions
Big butts and blow jobs
Big butts
and blow jobs
They go together like
The birds and the trees
Like honey and bees
Like
pretty and please
Like legbones and knees
Like toastbread and cheese
Like cowgirls and
lees
Like deadbolts and keys
Like carrots and peas
Like sailors and seas
Like
golfers and tees
Like vaginas and yeast
Like the beauty and beast
Like my baby like my
baby
Like my baby and me
Big butts and blow jobs
Go together like
Politicians
and lies
Like burgers and fries
Like hippies and tie-dyes
Like bikinis and
thighs
Like bankers and ties
Like bakers and pies
Like cowturds and flies
Like
mascara and eyes
Like hellos and goodbyes
Like my baby like my baby
Like my baby and I
