There's a fine, fine line,
In the horny mind.
I crossed mine
In the locker room.
Next thing I knew,
Something just grew,
In the line of view,
Of you'll never ever guess WHO…
The very best friend I always knew,
Is starin'
At the jockstrap with the bursting bulge.
I'm not wearin',
And maybe that's why
He's walking over,
Whispering those words:
«I can't get over…
I like your bubble,
Even the stubble,
Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles…
Tighter the better,
And yours has never
Felt the pain, that gives,
Me so, much pleasure.
Pop that pop (POP!)
Stick your stick into it.
Can you bubble pop? (POP!)
Grab both cheeks and do it.
This is it boy,
Christian Grey my boy toy,
Pop that Pop (POP!)
This is how we do it!»
Bubble Pop!
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop [2x]
(Deep Breath)
«What did you do?
Up my choo-choo…
I can't even walk straight as I used to!»
«Nothing much, just a touch, innocent enough.
I'm still straight an you are too.»
«Мhmmmm-okay,
I'll let it go. I'm still a bro.
It didn't mean
Anything, so who has to know?»
I am straight. St-ra-aight!
I just pulled a muscle lifting weights.
It's straight. Man am I straight?
As always I got a hot date.
«Doc! Its hurts so bad I cant even sit down.
I don't want to tell ya how it all went down.
How do I know you wont tell anyone around.
We both know it's a small ass town.»
«Breathe boy no need to be cynical,
All you need now is my physical.
Drop the undies and show me the pencil/popsicle,
Everything here on out is confidential.»
I like your bubble,
Even the stubble,
Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles…
Tighter the better
And yours has never
Felt the pain, that gives,
Me so, much pleasure
Pop that pop (POP!)
Stick your stick into it.
Can you bubble pop? (POP!)
Grab both cheeks and do it.
This is it boy,
Christian Grey my boy toy,
Pop that Pop (POP!)
This is how we do it!
Bubble Pop!
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop [2x]
«No please don't!»
«Hell if I won't!»
«Why are you kneeling?»
«To give you uh-oh feelings.»
«Why do you and everyone I know want my Santa Claus?»
«Because…
I like your bubble,
Even the stubble,
Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles…
Tighter the better
And yours has never
Felt the pain, that gives,
Me so, much pleasure…»