Thank you again for all your help
I thought I d never get laid again
Who woulda thought when I bought this house
That a hot little boy would move in
Next door

And I speechless
For the first time in my life
Cuz I had the best night of my life

All it took was a single swoop
From my yard to his
One Sunday morning
In the blink of an eye
He was no longer his he was mine
And he was oh so fine
I lick my lips
When I think of his hips
And the way they jiggled in his checkered pants

Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Dawson
For lending me your boy
For a night of pleasure
A night of joy
Maybe again sometime we can do it again
And maybe, just maybe, his expectant mother
Will let his expected brother join in?