Came to get an oil-change for my girlfriends car But by the time I left I was short of breath and brokenhearted (there she was) There she was, bent over a motor, Dirty cap with a pony tail that sat between her shoulders (beautiful) With an oil streak that must have kissed your cheekbone Thick and volumtuous I wish that we could be alone (I would love to) I would love to, touch you, rub you, See whats covered up under that greasy blue jumpsuit (come on) Standin there holding that drippin dipstick, With a firm grip, yet so delicate And the way you took that orange oil rag and wiped it clean Its guaranteed to get repeated in my dreams You make me wild feels like puppy love Got so lost in your smile when you asked me what the mileage was And if I ever leaned how to change my own oil Promise you this customer is gonna remain so loyal.
Posted on: Wed, 25 Sep 2013 04:48:25 +0000
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