Mystery of the Clit
Sometime you can’t get your girlfriend to come.
Maybe you drank too much, ate too much, something is wrong
And you can’t but your finger on it.
It’s the mystery, mystery, mystery, of the cli*oris.
It’s small but it’s all that you need
If you to make her sing,
Just give her door bell a ring.
Ding, Dong.
I remember the first time that I tried to find it.
It was a pleasure (treasure) hunt, I was the pirate
I thought I struck gold, but she said no.
That isn’t it, it’s to the left just a bit.
Oh sh*t, it’s the cli*oris.
It’s small but it’s all that you need
If you want to please your girl,
Just open the clam for the pearl.
Lots of us guys, we think it’s inside
It’s up to you to tell us the truth.
Don’t be afraid to demonstrate.
Show us what to do.
No matter how cool I think that I am,
What worked on the last girl is not worth a damn.
Cause there’s no hard and fast route to it.
It’s the mystery, mystery, mystery of the cli*oris.
It’s small but it’s all that you need.
If you to make her come,
Don’t be afraid to use your tongue.
Use your tongue - Use your tongue
Use your tongue - Use your tongue… (x4).