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Have you refinanced your mortgage?Are your kids in college now?Is your husband aloof and disinterested?Bored and scared, where's a distraction?You walk in, drinking shitty whiskey from a silver thermosBlue blocker sunglasses hiding a hungry stareYour clothes are loose nowWell, he's 17 and his pants are tightThe movie starts in just a fewIt's about chocolate and it's all in French to bootThe boy looks like your son when he was non-threatening and cuteSo you ask him to help youHe takes a break nowYour hair is silver, just like your VolvoThat you bring him toA 20 dollar tip and some brown weed and some dirty cocaineAnd soon on his underweight frameYou can't keep your hands awayHe's confused, but he's wasted tooYou're gonna cum cum cum no pauseYou're gonna cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum What to do?Letras de cancionesHe didn't last long enough for youYou're unsatisfied, he feels usedDoes Hugh Hefner ever feel like this, too?Now there's a telltale stain on the seat of your VolvoFrom your fantasy come trueBut that's OK nowThe memory ages until it's betterThen you feel like new From Letras Mania