Lyrics Lord Of The Thighs

(She was Trudy same size pants)
All she wanna do is climb down my pants
Understand

Mr Whitford

Down to who knows who just to socialize
I'm waitin' for my girls when you caught my eyes
Oooh... you got no ways to make a man
Honey you got to understand
I'm your man child
Lord of the thighs

Well Lordy my God what do we got here
Wit'cha... she crossin' from the floor
Makin' perfectly clear
Oooh... you're the bait you're da hook
Someone 'bound to take a look
I'm your man child
Lord of the thighs... yeah

You must have come here to find it
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs

You must have come here to find it
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs... get up

Thank you mama