Roses are red
Pickles are green
I love your legs and whats in between

Roses are red
Grass is green
Open your legs
And I'll fuck you clean

I like your style
I like your class
But most of all i like your ass

Kissing is a habit
Fucking is a game
Guys get all the pleasure
Girls get all the pain
The guy says i love you
You belive its true
But when your tummy starts to swell
He says 'to hell with you
10 minutes of pleasure
9 monthes in pain
3 days in hospital
A baby without a name
The baby is a bastard
The mother is a whore
This never wouldnt have happened
If the rubber wouldnt have torn

Guys are like roses
Watch out for the pricks

Smoke a smoke
Not a butt
Fuck a virgin
Not a slut

Sex is bad
Sex is a sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in

Holy mother, full of grace
Bless my boyfriend's gorgeous face
Bless his hair that tends to curl
Keep him safe from all the girls
Bless his arms that are so strong
Keep his hands where they belong
Bless his dick, the one I sucked
Bless the bed, in which we fucked
And if my mum happened to walk in
Bless the shit I'd be in

If guys had their periods
They would compare the size of their tampons!

Mental anxienty
Mental breakdowns
Menstrual cramps
Menopause
Did you ever notice how all our problems begin with MEN!

Roses are red
Violets are corny
When i think of you
Ohh baby I get horny
Eat me
Beat Me
Bite me
Blow me
Suck me
Fuck me
Very slowly
if you kiss me
dont be sassy
Use your tongue and make it nasty!!!!

Penis breath, a lover's dread
Is what you get when you give head
Unpleasant as it tends to be
Be grateful that he doesn't pee
It's times like this, you wonder why
you bothered reaching for his fly
But it's too late, can't be a tease
Accept the facts, get on your knees
You know you've got a job to do
So open wide and shove it through
Lick the tip then take it all
Don't drag your teeth or he might bawl
Slide up and down, use your tongue
And feel the precum start to run
So when the fuck's he gonna cum
Just, when you can't take anymore
You hear your lover's mighty roar
And when he hits that real high note
You feel it oozing down your throat
Salty, fishy, sticky, stuff
Okay, already that's enough
Let's switch you say, before you gag
And what revenge, your on the rag