Transvestite

Over the hills we go, my dear

To my house which is near

It's a little house with red curtain windows

And a fireplace with red glowing cinders

There I'm gonna screw the arse off you

I open the door, we step inside

You sit down while I switch on the lights

I pour you a drink while you slip off your shoes

In my mind I know what to do

I am gonna screw the arse off you

With my big English willy

I kiss your lips slowly while I undo your dress

My hand reaches down to gently caress

There's something there that I didn't expect

It's soft and fleshy and it's getting erect

I've been cheating tonight, that's right

I've been cheating tonight, that's right

I've been cheating tonight, that's right

I've been cheating tonight, that's right

Is this some kind of joke? You're really a bloke

Is this some kind of joke? You're really a bloke

Is this some kind of joke? You're really a bloke

Is this some kind of joke? You're really a bloke

You're really a bloke