1989, a number, another summer (get down!), sound of the funky drummer. Music's hittin' your heart 'cause I know you got soul, (brothers and sisters hey!)
Stacey was wearing a short, tight jean skirt, that was really sexy, and her butt was sticking out, causing it to bulge around her butt. She leaned forward and said “It’s time for cheerleading practice.” The other girls nodded and when they nodded their boobs moved. They all had really big boobs, and round. Wow. Stacey wondered if the other girls had magical powers. “Does anyone have magic” she thought, and then a big snake woman, who had really big and sexy boobs, came into the gym. “I’m going to use magic.” She said. Her boobs jiggled as she said the thing about magic. The snake shook it’s tail and hissed, and the other girls said “We don’t have magic. Please save us.” They looked really great and 1 was crying, and it went on her boobs, and the tear went down in the cleavage (between the boobs) and everyone saw it.
My face composed of rotten flesh, raaawr, raaawr. A hideous beast with deadly clutch, raaawr, raaawr. Another's heart beats in my chest. I'll never know a woman's touch... raaaaaaawr!