mgdartist
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Collarme Blues
Aww, I been lookin hi and low, for sweet lady who love my "lifestyle" Who wantin' my whips and chains who still give that special smile I know she’s out there, somewhere, Cept’ at collarme
She can run but she can’t hide wants a collar instead of bein' a bride She don’t strut cause she wanna kneel An’ she can blow, and she can feel All the grief I get for playin hard to get at collarme
Chorus: She don’t gimme no lip She do what I sayeeee She aint no full figured Baybay And all she wanna do is playeee She wear nuthin but spike heels Her closet full of hot lingerieeee She one drunkards dream lady and slut, best of both worlds, jis' pleasin' me and little me
and do it all, just like I sayee
and I know she’s out there,
everywhere cept’ collarme
(kewl guitar riff here)
She is all about perfection She is AAALL about slavereeee She wants pain instead of plastic She don’t need no book of GOR to see how she's makin me happy and serving me more Or less, down at collarme
I know one day she’ll show Faith one day she’ll find me Wake up her sleepy profile And say “daddy whip me, tie me” Then she’ll show me a hot pic, care less that im getting old and grey,
waitin at collarme
She’s one spicy and smart hottress Such brains, curves and a smokin rack She loves gags and clamps and whips and floggers and stripes across her ba-ack And I know she’ll love me anyway, but say "Sweet Mastah Why you be, on collarme?"
lol
Sir_MGD(dons flamesuit and awaits trolls/kibitsers)
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