"Her legs seemed so long They would go on anorher page I loved the centrefold baby They were absolutely an rage I had bought all the magazine I sacrificed my lunch, didnt seem like a sin The price was a bit steep than But your centrefold was a desire, man!! I have wasted so many night I slept holding you tight Wanking off with you At times spoiling the bedsheets too But now you lost the glory The internet has a million faces They categorised all desires Oh you can now demand a story It is cheaper and does not need space It gives you variety of all religion or race But i still have you hidden in my cell U r still a preference in my bathroom ritual"