The problem is you’re devoid of bread she said to me
Your pants aren’t leaving lest you pay to roger, see?
I'd like to gulp or maybe couple for a fee
There must be fifty ways to sheathe your lever

She said some moolah’s sure to titillate the mood
For to score there won’t be freebies, but a cost to dip your rood
Cash will acquit myself to be risqué, raw and lewd
There must be fifty ways to sheathe your lever
Fifty ways to sheathe your lever

You just slip in the back, Jack
Spike a new fan, Stan
Your bone be in a joy-toy
Just get inside me
Plop on the duff fluff
You’re just needin’ a muff buff
Just hop on the beav, Steve
And get yourself sleeved

You roll me on back, Zach
Slick it up quick, Vic
Raid my bower of bliss, Chris
Don’t be messin’ with me
Lick honey pot, Scott
Do it under or on top
Apply K.Y. freely
For mission-a-ry

She said “Stig, swive me so and treat me to some pain...
I can think of something you could do to snake my smile again”
Stig said “I appreciate that, and would you be constrained
When having nifty lays?”

She said “I know we’ll both be tuppin’ good tonight”
When he retrieved credit cardy, soon she swiped it to the right
And then she kissed him when bank authorized, seen dollar-y green light
Starts count down: fifty ways to sheathe your lever
Fifty ways to sheathe your lever

You just suck out the back, Drac’
Slide in bat-cave, Dave
You shown me your big boy, Roy
Now give it to me
Oh you plop in the pube, Rube
You be needin’ a tube lube
Just drop down to see me
Cunni’ling-ual-ly

Slip in the crack, Mac
Play backdoor man, Brann

You lay back for a blow, Joe
You just leave it to me
Start on my bust, Just’
And then muff, you can munch much
I’ll drop to my knees, Lee
Just get yourself pleased