The Same Thing

She's dancing all across the room
Shaking in tight blue jeans
Looking like a rose in bloom
You can tell she's only seventeen

And when she moves her hips,
It's very unsurprising
That you might want to taste her lips,
You feel your temperature rising

It's a very peculiar feeling
You got all your senses a-reeling
You feel you're about to kneel -
You're oversizing!

Is it the light that shines in her eye
Or the movement in her loose white shirt?
You feel like you're soaring high
You know you're about to squirt

So throw her one of your lines
If you dare
She knows it's a bunch of lies
But she don't care

'cause both of you want the same thing
Can't you see she's dying for that sting
That you're about to prepare
In your underwear