Stimulus Package

by I Love Jen!

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    Stimulus Package is an eclectic mix of genres from pop/rock to electronic and rap, there's sure to be a song for every butt shaking boy and girl on the block!

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1.
Black and white stripes Painted on thighs From Your hips On up to your eyes I want to help you Release from the jail Your skin Your inner desire Pretty girl With the skin - tight - stripes - on Parade them peaches Let me see ya bounce them bounties All - night ... Long Pretty girl With the skin - tight - stripes - on Let me teach ya How we work at makin' lovin' All - night ... Long Black and white stripes Crossing your chest I won't jest You look the best Undressed with my eyes I see through the night Your lips Your dirty mind
2.
It is so Hard... to think when you’re around I love to feel your Firm... hand upon my own I can’t believe how Solid... your shell is like my own Rigid; Durable. You're Strong And Sturdy. Well-built; Powerful. You are Shiny... when freshly oiled and lubed. Not matted you are Glossy... to my fingers on your thigh. I love the way you Glisten... when the sun is high. Polished; Gleaming. Mechanical... electron powered lover. Inorganic Motorized... I wouldn't want another. Mindless and Unthinking... you satisfy desire. Automatic; Powerful.
3.
Pressures inside building.. Fissures outside cracking.. Tremors shallow shaking.. Sensors fried and baking. I just cannot contain it You got my knees weakening I have not strength to hold on I'M ABOUT TO BLOW! I'm about to blow Like a hot-magma volcano Ready to explode Less you gimme some a you know Pyroclastic blast From Tacoma up to Juno Yes I'm about blow Like a hot-magma - Volcano! VOLCANO! Like a hot-magma Volcano! Temperature is rising.. Gasses are exciting.. Boiling are the hot springs.. Eruption is in full swing.
4.
Shake it. Shake it. Just don't break it. Rake the floor Till they can't take it. Walk that bubble over Back up to Casanova. Work it round, Work it down. Make me drool like Rover. Like Rover, Rover. Make me beg like Rover. Big ol' booty, Lit' ol' booty, Double bubble booty bounce. Drop that crack - to the ground Make it clap - to the sound. Jiggle Jiggle Make it wiggle. Keep it up Don't pop and fizzle. I know that your worth it You don't have to jerk it. Just work it round Work it down. Make me want to touch it. Touch it, Touch it. Make me want to touch it.
5.
Hip Check Me 02:29
Jam in your pack baby Pivot on wheels lady Be abused I'm the flat track, skate on me honey Sneak an elbow in Trip me down again Don't get caught By the refs, baby break my skin Won't you mow me down Throw me into the crowd Body slam me around Hip check me now! Hip check me! Hip check me ROLLER GIRL!
6.
I ain't got no job Been sittin' my ass all day Writing retarded music, baby. I need a job that pays good money 'Cause lord knows I ain't makin' bank. And if did (could) I would lavish you Every mornin' With breakfast bed And if I were A rich bitch and I won The lotto, I would spend it on you Fly you to a Grecian grotto, baby. Won't you stimulate ma 'conomy (baby) Dress my package in a bow Put it in a box. I want you to stimulate ma 'conomy (darlin') Can't you see I'm broke - -enhearted? My bank account is empty No checks are on the way And my loans are defaulting, baby. I would cook you a real fine dinner But all I got Are canned beans from the food bank.
7.
Get down With the DOW In the sack with NASDAQ Pervert the math Take it all Don't you dare look back You want the money You want the show Your just the one Soiled and dirty Baby take it all You got that gray hair baby And that pressed suit honey You got the looks they can't say no Come on golden boy, take the money! I want you to be my Naughty financial CEO Dirty with my money Disappear with Billions Nasty with the FEDS Caught exposed on a video I want you to be my Nasty, dirty, naughty, naughty CEO Madoff With the cash Lay off The assets Skillingly Cloak the fraud All in with your bets You got the money You run the show Number one Soiled and dirty Baby took it all
8.
You betcha, oh boy, howdy FOIAs gettin' rowdy Winds changed it's gettin' cloudy Grab the kids Todd, Sarah's outie She's duckin can't stick it out Twenty 12 is three years down "Department of Law" can't help her now Her kitchen's burning, get the fuck out! We pulllin' a Palin Packin' up goin' fishin' Givin' up ain't a sin Don't you mock Sarah Failin' We pullin' a Palin' Shit is rough and breaks our skin We are real 'Muricans Packin' up pullin' Palin Little Levi, teenage father, Pulled out of Palin's daugher Too late made a baby mother Taught Grandma: "Hey, why bother? Politics is throwin' sticks And stones be breakin' S.P. with bricks - "These licks won't quit like flies on shit" Been there, done that: Palin quit. She read them magazines Which ones? All ones. That's obscene! She knows what VP means: Lead that congress - be their queen Russia's proximity Is more than foreign policy Experience could ever be When Putin flies, Palin he sees! She found real-muricans Patriotic 'muricans Not fake-o citizens Like you and me all bathed in sin Them kind that pray for white-outs Party in Glenn Beck's hide-outs Afurred of Social hand-outs But need Medicurr pay-outs They don't know right from left Shit from dirt or life from death She's training future terrorists Some homegrown crazies out of breath They're off their rockahs Off their meds. It's not a shockah, When your villainize an othah, Morans hate our chief commandah. Hey, we pullin' a Palin' Got to quit when we're failin'.
9.
Gray skies and Blue Ice It's so cold In Alaska Mountains and few eyes It's so empty In Alaska And if you want to go Climb Aleutian volcanoes I wouldn't hesitate To pack my bags and leave the state Fly with you out somewhere new Wake up in the morning dew Dripping off the tent Dripping off the tent You are where I Where I want to be And your warmth is all Is all I'd ever need Like a flower to a bee Or a cliche to a song Beauty you are where I Belong Cacti Flowers So beautiful In the desert White sand To walk in So hot In the desert And if you wanted to sleep 'Till the sun was out to sea I wouldn't dare to wake You in the evening until eight Listen somewhere new Coyotes singin' just for you Circling the tent Circling the tent Oh, I will walk all the world with you And I will sail all the world with you Oh I will see all the world with you Yeah I will be all the world for you
10.
It is so Hard... to think when you’re around I love to feel your Firm... hand upon my own I can’t believe how Solid... your shell is like my own So Rigid; Durable. You are Shiny... when freshly oiled and lubed. Not matted you are Glossy... to my fingers on your thigh. I love the way you Glisten... when the sun is high. So polished; Gleaming. Mechanical... electron powered lover. Inorganic but Motorized... I wouldn't want another. Mindless and Unthinking... you satisfy desire. So automatic; Powerful. Strong; Sturdy. Well-built; Powerful.

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released December 25, 2009

Music by Raymond May Jr.
Lyrics by Raymond May Jr. and Jennifer Ritchey
Illustrations/Art by Rob Millang

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