Fakin' it
"Oh, Oh God, Yes!"
... she's fakin' it

I've got the tool
She's got the looks
During sex, she likes to talk
While I'm b-ning her good

She's fakin' it
Forget all romance
I'm takin' it
I scored, I scored
Stop fakin' it
God, she's so tight
Stop fakin' it (oh-oh-oh... whatever)
Climax hit!

Hello, young gal
Gifted with beauty
Wanna hop in the sack and do it with me?

She's fakin' it
I know it's an act
I'm hittin' it
She's no whore, no whore
So stop fakin' it
Arch your back, nice
And get into it (whoa, whoa, whoa!)

After having some beers
Just get over your fears,
I know I will c-m
I know when I'M done
You've got looks, you're not plain
So give up an O, cuz you drive me insane!
Just cut loose, set yourself free
You are so fine,
Give in to me!!!

Stop fakin' it
C'mon girl, C'mon
Start takin' it, no escapin' it
Stop fakin' it
Oh-Oh, Oh-Oh
Let it flow, flow, flow
Stop fakin' it...