Song: Motor Inn

I met a little girl
With a heart of stone
She said she wanna give me
An instant bone
I took her for a ride
In my classic car
We didn't even stop
At a whiskey bar
Her titties look hard
And her booty's got a rise
Soon my hands will be
Where i'm putting my eyes
Steady energy and ??? urgency
We got out of the car
Now here we are
At the motor inn
At the motor inn
At the motor inn
I guess we're living in sin
She's got 3 kids and a husband at home
He doesn't have a clue how to make her groan
I'm waiting in the room gonna do it like hell
Come on baby, come on baby ring my bell
At the motor inn
At the motor inn
At the motor inn
I guess we're living in sin
There's gonna be a war
So we gotta be quick
The place is full of desperate, horny
Chicks and dicks
The ex-president is in number six
I hard can hardly wait to get my licks
At the motor inn
At the motor inn
At the motor inn
Baby we're living in sin
At the motor inn
At the motor inn
At the motor inn
Baby we're living in sin
Baby do you wanna, do you wanna, do you wanna
I wanna
Baby are you gonna, are you gonna, are you gonna
I'm gonna
Baby do you got it, do you got it, do you got it
I got it
Oh, I *** know you got it, oh, I *** know you got it
Girl I know you got it, baby, yeah you got it
I got it
Yeah I know you got it, baby yeah you got it
Well I got a ??? he look so fine
I got a ??? whose titties are mine
Great big titties
Titties
Big brown titties
I love those titties, I love those titties
You love'em
Tittittitittittititititites...
At the motor in
Motor in
Motor in
I guess we're living in sin
Let's motor
All right, let's *** motor
You wanna motor
I take you to the motor in
Taking me to the *** motor in
At the motor in
At the motor in
At the motor in
Motor in
At the motor in
Motor in
Motor in
Motor in
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