Goin' Down On It Lyrics

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Lyrics to Goin' Down On It
Goin' Down On It Video:
One on one, two on one, three on one, add one for fun
Ya gotta flickety flicky flick flick
Flickety flick your tongue
You run it straight across her belly, through her cooch and down her bung
Ya can be the pony boy you can be the one
Ya drive it like a semi to the settin summer sun
Getting off just like the traffic at the local exit ramp
Notice that the weather in the region getting damp
Ya wanna mail the letter but you gotta lick the stamp
Not once, not twice but three times damn!

Pretty Wild
City Child

Chorus
She goin down on it
We goin down on it
They goin down on it
He goin down on it
Who goin down on it
You goin down on it
They goin down on it
Eastside Westside Waz yo best side
Wait a minute look out look out chyaaa!!

Black on white white on black
Used to love a black chick she love me back
Say rickety, rick rick rick rickety ricky rack
The big ol bouncing boobies give your granpa heart attack
You run in through the front door but you leavin' through the back
You jumpin over fences and you almost rip your sack
You suckin down the juices and your favorite flavor tang
My lover aborigine the baby boomerang
The kootchie be the kryptonite and you be Superman
Wuz up cuz up now dizza dizza wang

City Child Pretty Wild

Repeat Chorus

Uh uh zoom boom boom uh uh
This is the acid rock section of the song
All you burned out acid hippies sing it along
With your campfires goin and your barbecues on
With your cold beer campfire sing it along hey
Nah nah nah nah nah...hey
Wait a minute look out look out what's that child

City Child Pretty Wild

One on one, two on one, three on one, add one for fun
Ya gotta flickety flicky flick flick
Flickety flick your tongue
You run it straight across her belly, through her cooch and down her bung
Ya can be the pony boy you can be the one
Ya drive it like a semi to the settin summer sun
Getting off just like the traffic at the local exit ramp
Notice that the weather in the region getting damp
Ya wanna mail the letter but you gotta lick the stamp
Not once, not twice but three times damn!

Pretty Wild
City Child

Repeat Chorus

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