There are a plethora of songs that should have been sung by horny women. I'll name a couple due to the lack of time.
This would be like an auditory instructional. The nonsensical nature wouldn't matter to any man once I utter the word "come".
Then there is this gem from Foreigner. I'd only have to change a couple of lyrics.
Instead of "guy", I would sing "thighs"
and I'd replace "it again" with "me again"
....but other than that with a couple of the right moans and moves, this could be exceptionally hot.
Yes, the man in the basement is amused by my blog and yes, I'm trying to get a new guitar for Christmas.
Wish me luck,
S.
P.S. There is a tiny group of people who had better freakin' pray they leave my family alone. I've discovered something that has pissed me off to the point of writing a song and doing a series of dark paintings called called Donielle...
The things I discovered may be "old"....may they be the last of it.
Don't mess with an artist.
Our work will live well beyond any idiot's antics.
I'm pretending to be everything the gossips in my life say I am in the hopes that I can create some kind of believable fictional character. The things I write about are based on the gossip and some of my life experiences. After five years, the only thing I've learned from this experience is that I can be quite the Trickster....thus the name of the blog. Love ya!
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