TILL YOUR BACK AIN'T GOT NO BONE

I’ve come to eat the stolen treats

Come with me I’ll rub your sweet

till your belly is filled with groans

and your back ain’t got no bone.

 

I’ll fill the twilight with your moans

till your back ain’t got no bone.

 

Don’t care if you say you’re covered

and candy wrappers are all that fluttered

and all you see in the big hall mirror

is a dancing partner with the big rear

 

I’ll fill the twilight with your moans

till your back ain’t got no bone.

 

You’re beautiful to me, think I’m pretending?

I don’t mess around kid, I ain’t trendy

Yeah I hate those kind, they’re limp and foolish,

lay down here honey, go head and drool me

 

I’ll fill the twilight with your moans

till your back ain’t got no bone.

 

2001

 

Ken Okuno