Scotch on Ice

She down on my socks
Getting ice for my scotch
Never bending my ear
Just chilling my beers
She dont say much
She's cold to the touch
Sometimes it's rough
With her handcuffs and stuff
She likes what I got
She takes what I give her
She feels so real
Just dont look into her eyes
If I come home late
The love is still great
Doesnt follow the trends
[...], how she bends
She likes it on top
Little cream, a lil'cop
And it's getting better
She likes what I got
She takes what I give her
She feels so real
Just dont look into her eyes
Oh, you give me so much pleasure
I wish you were alive
It gives me so much pleasure
It makes me feel alive
She likes what I got
She takes what I give her
She feels so real
Just dont look into her eyes
Oh, you give me so much pleasure
I wish you were alive
It gives me so much pleasure
It makes me feel alive
She comes in a box
My own private fox
She's pretty in pink
She cleans in the sink
She dont say much
She's cold to the touch
Doesnt complain
Travel to Spain
She likes it rough
With her handcuffs and stuff
She comes up tough
There's a cream on the crop
She's passing my socks
Getting ice for my scotch
Never bending my ear
Just chilling my beers.