Risking the Beer-MILF Lyrics

by Dead

It's time to risk the Beer-MILF

'cause now I go a stand

My sun-clock shows it's 7up

and I don't wanna wank

Wanking ain't an easy game

Except if it's for you

Your beer-cans jigglin' in my face

I think I'll order two!

Risking the Beer-MILF

Just one more round!

Your permissive cleavage invites me to drown

Swinging your hips

Left to the right

My weaker self is begging for a fight

It's time to stalk the Beer-MILF

Enough libido's on hand

She has to end her nightshift

Before I cannot stand (anymore)

I need ya, Baby - be my bride

I'm fed up to the back teeth

Even if you don't like me

Please grind my cheese of Sleaze

Swalow ten gallons

Of purified gold

Delight diminished

Until the next load

Risking the Beer-MILF

Just one more round!

Your permissive cleavage invites me to drown

Swinging your hips

Left to the right

My weaker self is begging for a fight

Drowned in a bath

Of hops and malt

Another Tequila

But where's the salt?

Let me hug you baby

Any resistance is futile

My blood is boiling - my balls seem to crack

Receive my obtrusively smack

I've got a real crush on you

Your gifts they taste so sweet

You don't know what you put me through

Pls let me suck your feet

I've got a real crush on you

Your gifts they taste so sweet

You don't know what you put me through

Pls let me suck your feet

It's time to take you home now

Enough libido's on hand

You have to end your nightshift

Before I cannot stand...anymore