d*** of Death Lyrics

When i met him he was nice enough
for a shot man trying to act real tough in a bar
That kind of attitude won't get you very far
His shirt was open and i saw his chest
a salt-and-pepper, soft and furry mess
You know how that turns me on
Then he took my hand
and ran it over the outline in his pants
He had the d*** of death
And so i closed my eyes
and tried to fantasize about this d*** of death
We grabbed a cab and went away to my place where we
dropped our clothes so fast you'd think we were racing
I couldn't wait to see it for myself
There it was, staring ut at me
Long and perfect, boy, was i ever lucky
He kissed me and we fell down on the bed
Then he took my hand
And let me guide him into my promised land
He had the d*** of death
I looked into his eyes
And let him sodomize me with his d*** of death
I'd never seen one
Quite this big before
When he's soft he's nearly
Hung down to the floor
I don't know if i love him
but i love is d*** of death