Bind and tie her tight
Trussed up like a goose with all her private parts in sight
Bind and tie her tight
Don't let her get loose, just have your way with her all night
Bind and tie her tight.....
Strum her on her bum-mer, to the depths you plumb her
On her teeny welcome mat
Puts a lump on her rump as the Master Mister thumps her
Then a little pat
From her ankle to her shoulder, velvet Velcro™ hold her
She's immovably bound
Then with very soft squeezin', some teasin' and pleasin'
See her wildly thrashin' around
Beguiled; she's too tightly wound
Yeah, she was....
Grinding left and right
Do *not* use a noose, 'cause she could fatally excite
Grinding left and right
She waves her caboose up in the air in helpless plight
Grinding left and right...
I playfully kissed her; it was hard to resist her
But still, I gave her the shakes
She said, "you turn me on, Master, so big and strong"
"play me long, Sir, without a break"
Then smartly impart some peckin' felt down to her heart
Got goosebumps up and down her side
Her little curly Shirley was thrown into hurly-burly
She begged me, "please, Sir, give me a ride"
But her wish, I cruelly denied
So she was...
Mine, and quite a sight
Miffed by my refusal; "turnabout is fair play", right?
Mine, and quite contrite
Spread out for my use; I'll conjure up some more delight
Mine; her cheeks, I bite
I went down; taste of what she desired
But I frustrated her in spite
So agitated, flames ignite
Yeah, Baby! here's where the fun is
Yeah, tell me... who Number One is!
Daddy always said he'll treat you good if you supply him with bun
And Baby, you've always done this
This full-blown sadist-prone panty-cycle-riding stone lecher has his feast
Says, "I own your private zone, I can make you gasp and groan
"Till I decide you're released"
And she moaned like Sharon Stone; her basic instinct, horny
Craving for some romance
Sniffing fresh-blown cologne while messin' with Jeanne Tripplehorn [1]
Showing Mike Douglas her pants
Then her fantasy crashed to the ground
[chorus of incoherent moans]
'Cause she's en-
Twined, behind upright
Vibrate her a little, make her ask and be polite
Signed and sealed, alright
A slight cl*ttal diddle, then you tease her out of spite
Blinding lust, incite
She whines, slightly brittle, for her shining-armored knight
Finds a bit of fight
She squirms; tries to fiddle with her bonds, but how they bite
Blind with lust; red, bright
She thrusts; starts to piddle cooter juice with all her might
She said, "you turn me on; i, Sir, to you belong"
She's tied down, but her flames have been fired
She's never had a better night!
[1]
Jeanne Tripplehorn: Sharon Stone's co-star in "Basic Instinct".
SPOILER ALERT:
Also Stone's lover in the movie.