Summertime Pie

Summertime Pie

Come on baby let us eat a summertime pie

summertime pie, summer summertime pie.

Come on baby let us eat a summertime pie,

summer summer summertime pie – hey.

Staring at the nipples and the waves and all their ripples

the sun is shining bright and the girls are dynamite

fingering my ***, fear, he’s getting thick

lying in the sand – getting slightly tanned

looking down at me, one is going on her knee

laughing, bending over and her smile is getting colder

slapping at my pants and I’m in trance

suddenly she ran away, leaving me alone and – hey!

I wanna lick those boobs... oops.

Come on baby let us eat a summertime pie

summertime pie, summer summertime pie.

Come on baby let us eat a summertime pie,

summer summer summertime pie – hey.

Knocking all my fears down, getting just a weird frown

touching the nice skin with a mad mad grin

Dancing all night long, swinging just my thong

get the rhythm, get the beat, stepping over narrow street

summertime just gets me high, I wanna eat your sexy pie

I wanna pick your cherries now – oops.

©by Udo Wiesner 2019