It's all an open center Opens up and lets the wind lift him away It doesn't have to feel water It's just a place that feels right with him Kinda like the way you're breathing I kinda like the way you keep looking away Would you like to glide on Slide a mile six inches at a time on Maynard's dick There's a shyness found in reason Apprehensive influence swallow away You seem to feel abysmal take it then you're careful grace for sure Kinda like the way you're breathing Kinda like the way you keep looking away Would you like to climb on Climb on my six inches and go down on Maynard's dick Took you out in the back of the toolshed Put it right on top of your forehead Took you out in the back of the toolshed Now you know what you're fuckin with... Maynard's dick
