You gotta please juicy depths
She's gotta be wrecked with lust
With muscles or with wit
Make her grow hot
Give it up
You break down at the sight of bare thighs
While they're open for you
Stop the reign of awe
You wreck of fear
Haven't you got cold feet
At the gate of goldmines
Have you got cold feet
You tremble with fear
Give it up you dwarf of too small a hope
You won't suck the love you want a weakling you are
You gotta have brains and you gotta have balls