I Hope She Doesn't Have A Dick

Took her out for a night on the town

Thought I had a real doll

But something felt off

Her voice was low like a growlin' bear

She was a knockout couldn't help stare

I hope she doesn't have a dick

I hope she doesn't have a dick

Cause she's got me feelin' real slick

I hope she doesn't have a dick

She laughed and joked

Kept me in stitches

Her charm was so strong

I was twitchin' in my britches

We danced and we dined

Drank 2 bottles of wine

But that voice in my ear

Kept me in line

She whispered sweet nothings

In that deep low tone

I was feelin' the heat

but somethin' felt wrong

She's got curves so sweet

But Lord I hope she ain't packin' meat

I hope she doesn't have a dick

I hope she doesn't have a dick

Cause she's got me feelin' mighty slick

I hope she doesn't have a dick

I reached down low with a hopeful grip

Damn near shook hands with a solid tip

She dropped her pants I did a double take

I said "Oh well I already bought her steak"