How I Go

Until the last dog barks, I'm ready to roll,
Long as there's sparks, I take the toll;

How I go, how I go:
A little faster, then real slow.

Just like some sticky glue,
I'm sure stuck all over you.

Always with a full tank of gas,
Never let anything get on past;

Yeah, baby: a little leg goes
A long way and a lotta leg
Goes forever;

How I go, how I go:
A little faster, then real slow.

Just like some sticky glue,
I'm sure stuck all over you.

Just like your pink leotard,
Tight, sleek and extra hard.

Yeah, baby: your body under
Mine, something I think about
All the time.

Until the last dog barks, I'm ready to roll,
Long as there's sparks, I take the toll;

How I go, how I go:
A little faster, then real slow.

I finish last, because I know,
To the last one goes all of the flow.

Just like some sticky glue,
I'm sure stuck all over you.

I got a real good nighttime plan,
You be you, and I'll be your man.

Until the last dog barks, I'm ready to roll,
Long as there's sparks, I take the toll;

How I go, how I go:
A little faster, then real slow.



January 10, 2009, for Jan.

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