Lord before I lay down to sleep,
I pray for a man who’s not a creep,
One who’s handsome, smart and strong, one who’s willy’s thick and long.
One who thinks before he speaks,
When he says he’ll call I won’t wait for weeks,
I pray that he is gainfully employed,
And when I spend his cash, won’t be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more,
Oh ! send me a man who will make love to my mind,
Knows just what to say when I ask,” how big’s my behind ?
One who’ll make love till my body is twichin,in the hall the john the garden the kitchen!
I pray that this man will love me no end
And never attempt to shag my best friend.
And as I kneel and pray by my bed,
I look at the wanker you sent me instead
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