Tekst
I met this girl named Judy at the café 'round my way
Her breasts were near her chest, and she had curls that hid her face
Her legs were Eiffel Tower, I could tell her daddy black
Peanut butter, jelly toasted in her lap
We chop and chop it up, I like her thoughts, and time had flew
She said she had no plans and asked me what I'm 'bout to do
I stuffed us in the Phantom and wiggled through the streets
She said she'd never do this, but she think that I'm sweet
So I won't judge Judy
No, I won't judge Judy
We end up at my home, we danced around and made some sweets
We started swapping spit, and then she got on top of me
I asked her what she into and she told me, "Lead the way" (I'm into)
Body rubs, bondage, and creampies we can play
Around in public, any cum is now a fetish, I imagine
Fiend for foot massages, giving - is my passion
You could ride my face, I don't want nothing in return
Your body count and who you - is not my concern
'Cause I don't judge Judy (what's your fetish, and what are you into)
No, I don't judge Judy (don't matter, you're safe here, I won't judge you now)
No, I don't judge Judy (I, I'll try to hold you down, and dick you down)
No, I don't judge Judy
She's just like me
I can't judge Judy
She like rope, hands around her throat
Couple guys, it made her feel alive
She had a free spirit, you know
She was great with women
Exhibitionist (no, I don't judge Judy)
I lean voyeur, so it worked out
Our frequencies matched
No pressure
Just, just
She wrote me a letter
"Sorry that I haven't been communicating much
This past year has been rough, it spreaded to my head
I knew it when we met, if you're reading this too late
I'm on the other side, but I just wanna say
Thank you for the moments I could grab before I left
I hope you live your life, your truest self with no regrets
I wasn't living right until they told me what was left
I'm wishing you the best, P.S.
Thank you for not judging Judy"
Damn