Lord forgive me for my sin
But you sure knew how to make them,
Soft curves and sinsuous lips,
I know I should be horse whipped.
I can’t help it Lord, I love them all,
Short, skinny, fat, or tall
Can’t help thinking of them all day,
Love just watching them walk away.
Beautiful legs and made up eyes,
Silky legs in those thigh highs.
Lord forgive me for being so weak,
I guess I am just doomed, that is all I will speak