The little man in the boat,
Wants a little kiss.
In his hairy coat,
He just won't miss.
I'm going down,
To give him a peck,
Else he'll become.
A nervous wreck.
Alone in there,
And soaking wet,
He's going nowhere,
And he'll never come back.
Little man in the boat,
Your'e so divine,
I'm going to lick you,
And make you mine.
Don Juan Tenorio
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