Fuck, I'm drunk, but I'm on my knees.

The police stopped chasing.

I'm her new cool meat.
She pops the trunk and she removes me.
And a machine takes pictures of us.
Now my jaw and my teeth hurt.
I'm choking from gnawing on the ball.
Oh, shit.
I'm back.
God damn it, what is I thinking?
Get me some Valium.
God damn it, what are you doing?
Damn I did a fuck-up.
What's that foul that's hit me in the face?
Fuck, did I think about this?
Not a clue.
Who says a motherfucker can't have fun?
And I told her about that thing in that nightgown.
She just shook her head like I'm crazy.
She's still the same slut-faced slut that she always was.
We hang out a lot.
On Saturday mornings I usually sneak away
To her apartment, have her piss and shit,
She'd beat me with her shoes, then lick me clean.
It's after me about 5 or 6 in the m[orning]