Bellies

I knew a girl, I didn't know her very well, I used to tell myself, though, How I'd love to belly up to her Even if our bellies were all that was involved Except for our kisses. There should always be kisses, Slow and long and lingering on the lips... Meanwhile, she was just so fucking cute I couldn't bear it And couldn't wait any more And I fell to sticking my tongue in her While she rolled and jerked around! It was very nice of her to like it so well, I thought, When I myself liked it so much! I'd love to tickle her somewhere, Anywhere that would tickle her! Oh, what an effect that would be! But I'm not all that cool And can't pretend to be, at least not for long, So do I know her or not?