Pound My Pussy to a Sitar Solo

Pound my pussy to a sitar solo

Stretch me out in the afterglow

Let that drone just throb and rise

While my chakras cross their eyes

I see colors melting on the wall

My nipples are planets, spinning small

Touch me where the incense flows

Make me drip like a psychedelic hose

Pound my pussy to a sitar solo

Pluck it faster, don't go slow-mo

Slide those strings until they squeak

I'll be squirting Sanskrit in a week

Your patchwork pants, your hairy chest

Your love is funky, raw, and blessed

Strum my temple, strike that chord

Turn my yoni into the lord

Pound my pussy to a sitar solo

Bang that twang like a freaky yo-yo

Buzz my yoni, strum my thighs

'Til the incense sets on fire and dies

Ooooh... pound it, pound it

Yaaaah... strum it, strum it, strum it

Om shanti shanti

Come inside my kundalini

Pound my pussy to a sitar solo

Stretch me out in the afterglow

Let that drone just throb and rise

While my chakras harmonize

Cosmic rivers flood my bed

Visions dance inside my head

Every pluck, each sacred tone

Makes my lotus overgrown

Pound my pussy to a sitar solo

Pound my pussy to a sitar solo

Pound my pussy to a sitar solo

'Til I vanish in the afterglow