Dead - Risking the Beer-MILF

It's time to risk the Beer-MILF
'cause now I go a stand
My sun-clock shows it's 7up
and I don't wanna wank
Wanking ain't an easy game
Except if it's for you
Your beer-cans jigglin' in my face
I think I'll order two!

Risking the Beer-MILF
Just one more round!
Your permissive cleavage invites me to drown
Swinging your hips
Left to the right
My weaker self is begging for a fight

It's time to stalk the Beer-MILF
Enough libido's on hand
She has to end her nightshift
Before I cannot stand (anymore)
I need ya, Baby - be my bride
I'm fed up to the back teeth
Even if you don't like me
Please grind my cheese of Sleaze

Swalow ten gallons
Of purified gold
Delight diminished
Until the next load

Risking the Beer-MILF
Just one more round!
Your permissive cleavage invites me to drown
Swinging your hips
Left to the right
My weaker self is begging for a fight

Drowned in a bath
Of hops and malt
Another Tequila
But where's the salt?

Let me hug you baby
Any resistance is futile
My blood is boiling - my balls seem to crack
Receive my obtrusively smack

I've got a real crush on you
Your gifts they taste so sweet
You don't know what you put me through
Pls let me suck your feet
I've got a real crush on you
Your gifts they taste so sweet
You don't know what you put me through
Pls let me suck your feet
It's time to take you home now
Enough libido's on hand
You have to end your nightshift
Before I cannot stand...anymore