M.I.L.F.

Well you're all grown up
 Not a school girl playing for fun
 I'm your Dustin Hoffman
 You're my Mrs Robinson
 You've got a womans' touch and experienced finger ti-ps
 I wanna get in between those child bearing hips
 You're my stay at home queeny
 My personal, "I Dream Of Genie"
 My M.I.L.F.
 (M I L F)
 You're all mine, all mine, my M.I.L.F.
 (M I L F)
 Alright!
 I will deliver your mail, I'll coming a knockin' at your back door
 I wanna push my shopping cart through your gro-cery store
 I can help with your dishes, or you can polish my silver inst-ead
 So let's hurry it up, get your kids off to bed
 So we can get down to it!
 Because I know how much you wanna do it!
 My M.I.L.F.
 (M I L F)
 You're all mine, all mine, my M.I.L.F.
 (M I L F)
 All mine! All mine!
 Let's hear it for the women, who make life worth livin'
 you make life worth livin', let's hear it
 yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrghhhhhhhh
 You know you've got it
 It makes me feel good
 (M I L F)
 You're all mine, all mine, my M.I.L.F.
 (M I L F)
 All mine! All mine!
 Let's hear it for the women, who make life worth livin'