tickleboynyc
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went to popeyes to get a bite to eat
when i spotted a pair of gorgeous feet
her flipflops offered a generous look
and my heart jumped with every step she took
her toenails were shiny, her feet the color of cofee with milk
they were lovely and shapely and soft as silk
i sat there eating my beans and rice
trying not to stare at those feet so nice
i left popeyes with a heavy heart
and the rice and beans made me fart
but when i snuck around the corner for another glance
my heart jumped up in joyous dance
she ahd taken her feet out of her shoes
and immediately gave me the foot fetish blues
her soles were smooth and soft and thrillingly bare
my throat went dry, i couldnt help but stare
i told myself if only i was so brave
to tell her id be her devoted foot slave
i'd worship her feet down on my knees
her little footsie boy i would be
i'd call her 'ma'am' and she'd call me 'boy'
oh what fun, oh what joy
i'd suck her succulent toes one by one
then lick her smooth soles, oh what fun
i'd make her giggle, smile and sigh with delight
all through the day and all through the night
how long i stood there i'll never know
but finally i knew i had to go
all night i dreamed about her feet so sweet
i can't wait to get back to popeye's to get a bite to eat
maybe one day she'll say 'yes' and i will lose
those little footsieboy's foot fetish blues
when i spotted a pair of gorgeous feet
her flipflops offered a generous look
and my heart jumped with every step she took
her toenails were shiny, her feet the color of cofee with milk
they were lovely and shapely and soft as silk
i sat there eating my beans and rice
trying not to stare at those feet so nice
i left popeyes with a heavy heart
and the rice and beans made me fart
but when i snuck around the corner for another glance
my heart jumped up in joyous dance
she ahd taken her feet out of her shoes
and immediately gave me the foot fetish blues
her soles were smooth and soft and thrillingly bare
my throat went dry, i couldnt help but stare
i told myself if only i was so brave
to tell her id be her devoted foot slave
i'd worship her feet down on my knees
her little footsie boy i would be
i'd call her 'ma'am' and she'd call me 'boy'
oh what fun, oh what joy
i'd suck her succulent toes one by one
then lick her smooth soles, oh what fun
i'd make her giggle, smile and sigh with delight
all through the day and all through the night
how long i stood there i'll never know
but finally i knew i had to go
all night i dreamed about her feet so sweet
i can't wait to get back to popeye's to get a bite to eat
maybe one day she'll say 'yes' and i will lose
those little footsieboy's foot fetish blues