John Tabacco - Follow the Fold

FOLLOW THE FOLD

Lucy Loop was a dyke
The kind of dyke who was a stealth cross dresser
Fairly easy to like
In church she was the sister confessor
Then one day in a fit - she decided to split
Headed out to where a voice was calling
Soon she got on a plane,
Sat right next to this dame
Who repeated in her face this warning line...

Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Flats falling down

Lucy Loop was impressed
She slid her hand across the dame's left titty
It was an instant romance
The kind of roaming that could leave one gritty
Then the plane took a dive and a stewardess cried
Some crazy douche was high-jack happy
But Lucy Loop and her pair were way too busy to care,
Trading spit and trading this stupid line...

Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Flats falling down

Well this high-jacking fool quickly started to drool
As he saw the ladies get in deeper
Distracted just for a sec,
loose baggage fell on his neck
Producing quite a flat unconscious clown

Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Flats falling down

Written by:
John Tabacco

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