Naughty Baby

Naughty Baby working me up into frenzy
Naughty Baby oooh Naughty Baby
Making a man out of me, taking me to the
Heights of ecstasy oooh baby, baby
I’m so hot and its good yeah don’t stop,
Don’t stop, give me all you got and don’t
Stop baby, oooh baby, baby…it feels so
Damn good, skin on skin, over and over,
Again and again ooh baby, baby, baby…
I can feel it building up inside like a
Volcano about to explode…get ready,
Get ready baby…well you’re one hell
Of a lover definitely a cut above the
Rest, I don’t even smoke but you make
Me wanna a cigarette…and here we
Go again, working me into a frenzy
Baby oooh baby, Naughty, Naughty
Baby!

 

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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