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Imagine life without
Bringing your naked to work,
Sitting on my bum in my Little cubicle slum,
I spot just one.
With this naked day, yep that one would be fun,
but here come my pencil neck boss.
Checking all the work I haven't done,
wow yours is all shriveled up, your barely pushing one.
Follow your wife's feelings my friend, turn around and run.
You know with that Little thing I bet she doesn't even...
Well that's out of the way lets start the fun, all these day dreams now I'm under the gun.
But my thoughts keep returning to that body in the sun,
to hell with this day said even the nun.