Dick of Death

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 dick of death And so i closed my eyes And tried to fantasize about this dick 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 dick of death I looked into his eyes And let him sodomize me with his dick 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 dick of death