-> "Shtup on the Roof"
Original Song Title:
"Up on the Roof"
Various (see note)
Parody Song Title:
"Shtup on the Roof"
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When Sappho's* girls start to fret when I'm down,
And peepin' at them just won't pick up the pace.
We climb to shtup at the top of the stairs,
And then my capsule lifts right into space.
On the roof they get a piece of me.
And soon we are hot and bothered, all three.
Wet me swell two now.
When I come hom', well, it cannot be beat.
I've found a pair who really crave fresh meat (shtup on the roof).
I get a sway from this girl-humpin' crowd.
Who says they don't like boys? But they're discrete.
On the roof's the place to make it grow,
Like a baked knish made with rock-hard dough.
Let's go shtup on the roof (shtup on the roof).
At night the stars put on a show for three,
And these darlings are happy to share me.
I keep a-gellin' two.
Tight crack jab in the middle of down,
I've found a pair of dykes that trouble poofs (shtup on the roof).
And when I'm jetting these girls where they sound,
They ruminate my shoot—from buccal roof.
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