Ahem......
"Gingerspeak"
I'll look into your eyes deeply
With mine so brown and lustful.
All I need I see before me.
All I need is you at my side.
We can share dinner.
Feed me from your kind hand.
Nothing I'd like better-
Than to be at your command.
In the drowsy evening,
We'll curl up by the fire,
And you can run your fingers through my golden hair.
Time will stop for awhile.
I'll stretch out on the bed.
So comfortable, so serene.
I'll keep you warm throughout the night.
I'll not leave your side .
(Chorus)
Ooo, that's the way to do it.
Run your fingers down my spine.
Make me wanna whine and howl.
Let me unwind, let me unwind.
And in the morning-
When daylight is barely breaking,
I'll wake you gently
And feel your loving embrace.
I'll see you smile
And feel the heckles rise.
(Chorus)
Ooo, that's the way to do it.
Run your fingers down my spine.
Make me wanna whine and howl.
Let me unwind, let me unwind.
Then you can take me for a walk
In my collar and my chain.
And scratch my back in all the right places.
I'll whine for more and more.
My tail wags for you the most.
In my eyes there's only you.
So scratch my back the way I like it.
Don't make me beg.
Don't make me pace the floor.
I'm yours forevermore.
(Chorus)
Ooo, that's the way to do it.
Run your fingers down my spine.
Make me wanna whine and howl.
Let me unwind, let me unwind.
(Howl)
BJH
( Inspired by my blonde husky ,Ginger, who gets in the weirdest contortions when you scratch her back in the right spots. I was thinking of a Jungle Book "Bare Necessities" type melody for this. )
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This one was recorded by my friend Tornnchild at tabcrawler.
"Baby, You're Like a Hot Fudge Sundae"
Baby, you're like a hot fudge sundae.
You taste so sweet.
If I saw you in an ice cream parlor,
I'd have you for a treat.
I'd smother you with whipping cream-
And a cherry on top.
Just one little taste
And I won't ever stop.
Maybe a few rainbow sprinkles
Just to make you look so fine.
And I wouldn't share with anyone.
You'd be mine, all mine.
Baby, you're like a hot fudge sundae.
Sweet to the bottom of the dish-
And then I'd lick the spoon.
Another scoop of you, my wish.
BJH
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"The Dirty Tractor Song"
I poured the oil .
I held on just enough to control -
Where it was going.
It slid around a little being wet.
I got into a comfortable position --
Just leaning back a little.
The vibrations between my legs was so soothing.
I carefully followed the pattern to perfection.
Back and forth, around and around.
And then I was finished.
The yard was mowed and I put the tractor
Back in the garage.
BJH
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"The Hankie Song"
She was walking down the hall
And I was taken by surprise.
She was a splendid woman
With the most intriguing eyes.
She had some packages she carried
And they were awkward to say the least,
But when she dropped her hankie
My blood prressure increased,
(Chorus)
Ah, she dropped her hankie.
That made quite a show.
You'd think it wouldn't be a problem,
But you really just don't know.
Oh, she dropped her hankie
And now I'm just a mess--
Cuz when she dropped her hankie
She was totally undressed.
I dropped the key to my apartment
When I got to gander
At what the lady wasn't covering
And I began to stammer.
I wondered if it would be rude
To ask her for her number,
But she didn't have a paper
Just a hankie with her under.
But she didn't live too far from me
So we thought we'd have a date.
I wasn't sure just what to wear,
But she didn't hesitate.
She said her whole wardrobe
Was there amongst the socks
As she pulled a square of fabric out
With little polka dots.
We had a lovely dinner,
But it was rather alarming
Since the seats were made of vinyl.
Some sounds were not that charming.
But she wants to go out tomorrow
And maybe to surprise her,
I'll wear a little something
From some chic designer.
But she's not really picky
About the styles I wear--
So I'll just grab an old bandanna
So others will not stare.
And the two of us will be happy
Strolling through the park
In our stylish hankies.
We just have to wait til after dark.
'Cause if we did it in the daylight
Everyone would want to see beneath--
Our little bits of fabric.
They'd all want a peek.
But maybe we can go to Paris
And put our own designs on the runway--
Beside the Diors and the Lauren's.
We'll be the next Versace-
With a line of poshest hankies
With pricetags you won't believe.
And the rich folks will all want them
And we'll be the world's envy.
All because of one dear lady
With not a lot to wear,
But we're very contented now
Living mostly bare.
(Chorus)
Ah, she dropped her hankie.
That made quite a show.
You'd think it wouldn't be a problem,
But you really just don't know.
Oh, she dropped her hankie
And now I'm just a mess--
Cuz when she dropped her hankie
She was totally undressed.
BJH
There that should do ya for awhile .
