Moaning teacher, moaning teacher...was après school...
loved this pedagogy lovely doggie-style.
She was horny, I was thorny with arrayed tool;
when I’d boned the teacher, she and I both smiled.

I’m no child as I demo’d with moaning teacher,
but some say that’s she’s a cradle-robbing tart.
She had schemed to elicit one more shtup:
She would lie there stroking my hair.
She was warmed up with zeal, moaning teacher.
We both were bold hay-rollers, lovers from the start.

She’s with child and soon will become mother teacher;
this is how the court proceedings got their start.
Lawyer teams said she’d schemed, thus got knocked up.
What did I care? I’d had my share
of her warmth and her zeal, moaning teacher.
In jail she’s thrown; back home sis Lisa plays the part.

Boning Lisa, moaning Lisa!