-By Tharamis (Rewrite of Frank Sinatra's "My Way")
And now her end is near and so I face her red curtain,
Samora, I am in your rear,
I’ll give you my all, of which I’m certain..
Diavola, 69, we have been going on all day.
And much much more than this,
I had a three way.
Regrets, not a one, except maybe not calling Quinnie,
I did, what you all wanted to do, and saw it through, with my Winnie.
I planned, each heartfelt stroke, each careful spank, along the byway
And much much more than this,
I had a three way.
Yes there were times, I thought I dreamed.
When I couldn’t belive what was happening.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
Sam ate it up and Dia spit it out,
I faced it all, and stood tall,
And had a three way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing.
To think, I did all that, and may I say --- not in a shy way,
"Oh no, oh no not me,
I had a three way.
For what is a man, what has he got?
Two great girls, both oh so hot.
To say the things, he truly feels,
Blindfolded, which one of them kneels.
The record shows, she took the blows ---
And had a three way!
I had a three way.
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