I wrote this song about my neighbor on the odds of about 20 years ago. I wanted to share it with you here. Enjoy.
Sexy Cookies,
oh sexy Christmas cookies,
made with the rolling pin of love,
touched with sugar from above,
like Mrs. Claus’s sexy niece,
you’re all dressed up in sexy fleece,
and giving me cookies hot off the oven,
I’m infatuated by your cookie lovin’.
Sexy cookies,
oh sexy Christmas cookies,
Like the flour of patience,
and the cinnamon of care,
I’d eat your sexy cookies while
in my Christmas underwear.
Heat them in the oven,
and warm them on the stove,
they melt in my mouth,
like a sexy, hot, buttery love.
Oh Sexy Cookies,
oh sexy Christmas cookies,
a jar of them I treasure,
they bring me yuletide pleasure,
a joyous gift of sweet desserts,
so damn sexy it hurts.
Mmmm…sexy cookies.
.Red
