Obey your leader, and kill the desire.
Will you be my cheerleader?, and put off my fire.
Three, two, one, I'm going down,
And I just found, what makes you sound.
There's a white feeling growing up on me,
Your lips will set it free.
I remember the reason I chosed you,
Ain't no lips that squirt the way yours do.
Should I come in your mouth?