18 December, 2008

Miss Foxy Roxy

Miss Foxy Roxy
Bumpin all night
She’ll shoot you dead
Before she does you right

She comes on creeping
Makes you ill
She’s no candy coated
Sugar Pill

Miss Foxy Roxy
Addictive as hell
She’ll take all your money
And leave you a shell

With her Orange cap
And spoon in hand
She’ll tie you tighter
Than any rubber band can

Miss Foxy Roxy
Says, “come to bed”
Be careful, though, Boy
She’ll fuck you dead

1 comment:

Always tell the truth....