Trouble is between my thighs, son
Trouble is between my thighs, son
Perfect and also perfectly perverted
At least she lets you watch it, loser
Just make sure nobody knows, ok?
It wants to taste you
You could have a girl help you out
The girly girl side of a bookworm
It's what you'll do, not what you did
Being nice as promised
You look cute when you demand stuff
Some memories leave a stretched trace
Like breathing under water
Wanna be grounded or have some fun?
This part is scary!
Best apology you ever gotten
You won't hear any complaints, sir!