Mustache Summer Poetry

Stache Scratch Fever

Kristi Berg

Well I don't know where he came from, but he sure is the one
His sassy 'stache is for me
And I don't know how he does it, but he sure does it good
I can't believe he's doin' it for free

He gave me stache scratch fever
Stache scratch fever

The first time he kissed me, I was 27 years old
We made out on the floor
I knew from that day on that I was hooked for sure
I wanted to get some more

He gave me stache scratch fever
Stache scratch fever
I've got stache scratch fever
Stache scratch fever

It's nothing dangerous
I feel no pain
I'm not gonna cha-cha change
I know I've got it and I'm going insane
It makes a woman so high, high!
Can I take that mustache to bed?

I get that loving feeling when I stroke his freaky stache
It feels so soft, yet strong
And he knows just what to do, that sweet mustache man
I could love him all night long!

He gave me stache scratch fever
Stache scratch fever
I've got that stache scratch fever
Stache scratch fever


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