I f**k slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster

You know that I am called the count
Because I really love to f***
Sometimes I sit and f** all day
But Sometimes I get carried away

I f*** slowly,slowly,slowly getting faster
Once I start in f***ing its very hard to stop
Faster,faster it is so exciting
I could f*** forever, f*** till I drop

1-2-3-4
1-2 I love f*** whatever the amount!
Haya-ya-ya
That's the song of the count

I f*** the spiders on the wall
I f*** cobwebs in the hall
I f*** the candles on the shelf
When I'm alone I f*** myself...