(edited for suitability, and raunchiness, of course!) :
sung to "How About You" by Lane/Freed 1941
"When a girl meets boy, life can be a joy,
But the way they finish will diminish
If certain pleasures they can't share,
So let us compare...
I like New York in June,
How about you?
Every night a honeymoon,
How about you?
I like my online dates, our hot rendezvous,
I know your hand still yearns, know that my inside burns,
How about you?
I'm mad about big cocks, can't get my fill,
The way your body rocks, gives me a thrill,
Touching you in a move show
When all the lights are low, may not be new,
But I like it, How about you?
I'd love to watch you dear, when you recline,
Your raspy heated voice is just divine!
I can see we're in harmony,
Looks like we both agree,
On what to do
And I like it, How about you?"
I've seen those movies twice,
How about you?
I think that bulge is nice,
What else is new?
I love to call your name, when we're in the throes.
I like to listen to you when we both are through, when your breathing slows.
That George Clooney's smile
makes me feel weak.
I tell you that guy, The Rock, his muscles,
God I love his physique.
The whole world can just melt away,
When we can play all day,
Yes I know it's true.
Long as our interests twine, Long as your thoughts are mine, I like it fine, how about you?
Long as you kiss so well, Long as you cast that spell, I think we gel, how about you?
Long as we two can mate, May I reiterate, I think it's fate, how about you?"
Location
Manila, Philippines