Lady in the Lingerie

[Another contribution by JW: a song / lyric.]


The lady in the panties, the lady in the bra
The lady so sexy, standing straight and tall
The lady in the boutique in such an array
Can you tell me please, who’s the lady?
The lady in the lingerie

Look at those legs, look at that tan
Look at that smile as she smiles so grand
Look at those angles, look at those curves
But most of all I admire those nerves

Standing in the aisle as if nothing were wrong
Shopping for some things while humming a song
Causing people passing by to stop and stare
And wonder who’s this lady who’s almost bare?

(to chorus)

Pure silk stockings and sexy garter belt
Turning the heat up, so that my heart will melt
My palms are getting clammy, and there’s sweat on my brow
I want to meet her badly, but I don’t know how

Could the manager introduce me to her?
Or would the cashier say, “Sure I’ll help you sir,”
Someone help me please before I lose my mind
Help me meet this lady now standing in the line

(to chorus)

Should I speak to her, or worship from afar?
Quick, the answer please, she’s now heading for her car
I need to get her address, her number, and her name
Someone quickly stop her, she’s driving me insane

She cruises up to me and stops, but not for long
Hands me something soft and says, “Put these where they belong”
It was her silky panties with a note pinned to the seam
“Wake-up now, its morning, there’s no more time to dream”

(adlib out)
Can’t I dream some more?
Just a little while longer
Come back lady!



Mother’s Milk

[Just a humorous lyric to usher in the Mother’s Day weekend.]


The best thing in life isn’t money

The best thing in life isn’t silk

Not rubies or diamonds, emeralds or pearls

It’s just old-fashioned Mother’s Milk


Nine months of life and then out pops man

Then spends all of his life trying to get back in

He soon finds out only part of him still fits

Leaving hands and mouth to roam about the tits


Mother’s Milk! Mother’s Milk! Just as sweet as it can be

Even though it’s been many years since last tasting this memory

Mother’s Milk! Mother’s Milk! There’s no need for concern

For although there’s no milk today, the nipples are still quite firm


The breasts that you were weaned on

Are no longer yours to share

Think of the public image

And how people would stare


So you must get your own sweet wife

And quickly make her a mother

And when the baby sucks on one

You simply suck the other


Mother’s Milk! Mother’s Milk! With minerals, proteins, and such

And even if moms don’t drink a lot, they sure enjoy the touch

Mother’s Milk! Mother’s Milk! Life giving sustenance

And even when your spouse runs dry, keep sucking, it helps romance


Mother’s Milk! Mother’s Milk! The best thing in the land

And it won’t take much to get satisfaction from your man

Mother’s Milk! Mother’s Milk! For in romance it seems

That when Daddy takes Mother’s Milk, Mother takes Daddy’s cream