I've got a box
A pretty little box
It holds fingers lips and cocks and
It has holes where
Blood drips out
My box my box my box
I've got a box
And its all mine
Sometimes I rub it and in time
It gives me thrills joy
So divine
My box my box my box
I've got a box
With a bud on top
And a flower blooms when I get hot
Or when my mister
Hits my spot
My box my box my box
I've got a box
It smells like wish
Looks like love and tastes like kiss
And when you touch it
Feels like bliss
My box my box my box
I've got a box
Under my dress
My box of wet, my box of flesh
My box of pleasure
I'll confess, I love
My box, my box.
