Mentors, The – Sandwich Of Love

It´s the sandwich of love, one below and one above

In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´

She hasn´t been laid in days

Now she´s covered in Mayonnaise

She´s a woman with no soul

She´s got a guy in every hole

This is fun and sweet

We´re the buns and she´s the meat

In the sandwich of love, one below and one above

Over her body we shall roam

Let´s hope she used birth-control foam

Even if she didn´t who cares

When we play our musical chairs

Crustin´, grossin´,maxin´…

It´s the sandwich of love, it´s the sandwich of love

One below and one above

In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´

Come on guys, let´s put on a rubber

And dig into her blubber

Duce has to prove to be crass

He sticks his dick right up her ass

Sickie goes for a mount up front

He sticks his throbbing sickle in her cunt

Mr. can´t was recovering from mace

So he sat on her head and jacked in her face

In the sandwich of love, one below and one above

In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´…