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Belly Dancer
I once tried to romance a
Beautiful belly dancer
By stripping down to my pants and
Shaking it all about
I offered her satisfaction
With my hula hoop action
But I ended up in traction
I put my back right out
But I could tell by the way she smiled while she danced
That maybe I had a chance
And I knew I had to make her mine
Make the jewel in her tummy button really shine, so
I vowed I wouldn't take no for an answer
From my gorgeous belly dancer
So I decided to take a chance and
Took my Y-fronts off
I danced and made everything shake
I danced and gave it all that it could take
But then I think I felt something break
And now it hurts when I cough
But I could tell by the way she smiled while she danced
That maybe I had a chance
And I knew I had to make her mine
Make the jewel in her tummy button really shine, so
I'm in love with my belly dancer
And all the questions I can't answer
Like how do you make your hips do that
And why doesn't Turkish Delight make you fat
And, if I pulled your tassles would your skirt unwrap?
I decided to give it one more try
I jiggled and wiggled my badly bruised thighs
She laughed so much I thought she'd cry
She said "oh come over here"
I limped over to her she gasped and cringed
I said "Don't worry, I'm not too badly injured",
She said, "No it's just that bits of you are ginger"
And she started to cry real tears
And so did I
But I could tell by the way she ran out the room
That she wouldn't be back soon
And now I know I can't make her mine
Or the jewel in her tummy button really shine,
I'm in love with my belly dancer
And all the questions I can't answer
Like, how do you make your hips do that
And, if I pulled your tassles would your skirt unwrap?
© Johnny Jet 2007
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