Lesbian Girlfriend Poem by Ramona Thompson

Lesbian Girlfriend

Rating: 5.0


1st Verse
Girlfriend
I'm gonna tell your boyfriend (yeah)
Tell him (woo hoo)
Exactly what we're doin' (yeah)
Tell him what you do to me
Late at night when the wind is free
2nd Verse
Girlfriend
I'm gonna show your boyfriend (yeah)
Show him (woo hoo)
The letters I've been savin' (yeah)
Show him how you feel inside
An' how love could not be denied (oh no)

Chorus
We're gonna have to tell him
You'll only be a girlfriend of mine
Do-doot-do, etc.

We're gonna have to tell him
You'll only be a girlfriend of mine

3rd Verse
Girlfriend
You better tell your boyfriend (yeah)
Tell him (woo hoo)
Exactly what we're doin' (yeah)
Tell him what he needs to know
Or he may never let you go
Chorus
We're gonna have to tell him
You'll only be a girlfriend of mine
Do-doot-do, etc.

Chorus
We're gonna have to tell him
You'll only be a girlfriend of mine
Do-doot-do, etc.

(ad-lib to fade)

Rewrite of the Michael Jackson song, Girlfriend above.

From my upcoming creation, Transensual Jackson-cd-Outta The Closet

Lesbian girlfriend
You're gonna have to tell your boyfriend (yeah)
Tell him (ooh ooh)
Everything naughty we've been doin' (yeah)
Tell him how you love to eat me
Late at night for a not so small fee

Lesbian girlfriend
I'm gonna show the pictures we took
To your boyfriend (yeah)
Show and tell him about (woo-hoo)
The kinky, long e-mail letters you've been sendin' (yeah)
Tell him how you like to slide that 10 inch didlo so deep inside
Oh yeah, this time
This time the truth will not be denied
(oh no)

Yeah, you're gonna have to spell it out for him
How you love the rough stuff
How you like it
Crave it so bad
When you're down on your knees and I make that wet kitty whine
Do doot-do, etc

Lesbian girlfriend
Before I get there
You better tell your boyfriend
(yeah)
Tell him (woo-hoo)
Everything nasty and naugthy we've been doin'
(yeah)
Tell him about the S.T.D. you caught from me
'Cause I really think he needs to know
How much you love to play the ho, ho, ho

Yeah, if you really love him
Then girl you best get to tellin' him
How much you love it
Down on your knees
When I make that wet kitty whine

Do-doot-do.... (ad lib to the end)

2009 Ramona Thompson

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