Over the hills we go my dear, to my house which is near. It's a little house with red curtained Windows, and a fireplace with red gloving cinders. There I'm gonna screw the arse off you. I open the door we step inside, You sit down while I switch on the light. I pour you a drink while you slip-off Your shoes, in my mind I know what to do I am gonna screw the arse off you. I kiss your lips slowly while I undo your Dress, my hand reaches down to gently caress. But there's something there that I didn't Expect, it's hot and fleshy and it's getting erect. I've been cheated tonight, transvestite Is this some kind of joke, you're really a bloke.