It doesn’t show signs of stopping,
My dick is ready for hopping.
If you want a really good show,
Give it a blow, give it a blow, give it a blow.
 
When it’s time to kiss good-night,
How I’ll hate going out in the storm!
Be careful now don’t you bite,
With your tongue I will make you warm.
 
The fire is slowly dying,
And my dear, we’re still good-bye-ing,
But as long as you want me so,
Give it a blow, give it a blow, give it a blow.