Fishing At The River

He was licking on my goober

And I was thumbing down his pooper

We were bent down on the cooler

Thanking God that we ain't neutered

We have our meetings at the creek

Where we dry rub each other's meat

We tell our wives that we go fishing

But instead we do some kissing

We're ten big men all taking turns

Rubbing tugging until it burns

This country sun's up in the sky

And now he's kissing on my thighs

We're getting down and slamming beers

And munching on each other's rears

Babe, I swear I'll be home for dinner

But right now we're fishing at the river

We ain't gay now hear me out

We're making each other spout

Yeah, we might not catch any trout

But we're catching each other in our mouths

We're ten big men all taking turns

Rubbing tugging until it burns

This country sun's up in the sky

And now he's kissing on my thighs

We're getting down and slamming beers

And munching on each other's rears

Babe, I swear I'll be home for dinner

But right now we're fishing at the river

So if you see our trucks down here

Come on by and have yourself a beer