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Have you heard about the chick at the night shift?
Come on!
This shit doesn't bother her

I met her at my new job
I was the office junior
She stared at my package
and said I had a big one
I told the bathroom cleaner
and he warned me to be careful
That she was the boss's girl
and she always screws around
And that's how the days went by
When suddenly they called from the bathroom
It was her with her tits out
she grabbed me and sucked my dick
Every day at lunchtime
we meet at the main square
and run off to the motel
and in a second we're fucking

At lunch break, everyone gets in on the action
the junior with the boss, the manager with the black girl
salesmen secretaries cashiers workers
At lunchtime, they look for their fix
painters, lawyers with the coffee shop girls
At lunchtime, no one is safe until the bad statue makes love

And it's not a joke, no way, not everything can be work, dude
damn, it's 8 hours of work, man, and in the end she gets paid. Not cool, man

Everything had gone perfectly
At work, no one suspected
I thought it was the end
Everyone knew I was banging her
Worried about my situation
and that it would reach the boss's ears
I decided to end this story
For the job and for my wife
Until one day at the same motel, the boss walked in with another chick
I looked at them and pulled out a gun, I ran as he shot at me

at lunchtime...