Texty: Greta Ida Csatlós. Fake Fur. Jenny Fur.

Jennifer she likes Fake Fur
and I just want to act be like her
It's physical a Soul to Soul
Just like a Magnet she attracts them all
They say my love is not natural
but I just want to be with Jenny Fur
It may sound strange
when we arrange
a Night when everything
Everything will change
and when we meet
Is's more than sweet
I call my Boy
and he could join our Need
They say my Lust will pass me by
but I taste this forbidden Fruit
Before I die
A little Bit of me and Jennifer
might be in a Dream of every Girl
So dizzy me dizzy you
You sigh my Name
and everything comes true
Oh Jenny Fur you taste so sweet
your sultry Fragrance gets me off my Feet