"As I floated lonely down the street one day
Who did I see slippin' my way?
Slum Goddess from the Lower East Side
Slum Goddess gonna make her my bride
Not a chick in the world who's happy to be she
My swinging little goddess from Avenue B
It's really very groovy
To take her to a movie
Where we make it in the balcony
Slum goddess from the Lower East Side
Slum goddess gonna make her my bride
First time that we balled it nearly drove me insane
Next time that we balled it ripped me out of my brain
Third time that we balled I nearly fainted dead
I woke up she was on her knees stompin' on my head
Slum goddess from the Lower East Side
Slum goddess I'm gonna make her my bride"
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"Do you like boobs a lot?
(Yes, I like boobs a lot.)
Boobs a lot, boobs a lot
(You gotta like boobs a lot.)
Really like boobs a lot
(You gotta like boobs a lot.)
Boobs a lot, boobs a lot
(You gotta like boobs a lot.)
Down in the locker room
Just three boys
Beatin' down the locker room
With all that noise
Singin' do you like boobs a lot?
(You gotta like boobs a lot.)
Boobs a lot, boobs a lot
(You gotta like boobs a lot.)
Do you wear your jock a lot?
(Yes, I wear my jock a lot.)
Got to wear your jock a lot
(Got to wear your jock a lot.)
Jock a lot, jock a lot
(You gotta wear your jock a lot.)
Got to wear your jock a lot
(You gotta wear your jock a lot.)
Well, down on the football
Football field
You never can tell
What a heel can wield
So you gotta wear your jock a lot
(You gotta wear your jock a lot.)
Jock a lot, jock a lot
(You gotta wear your jock a lot.)
If I had a flag-a-long
(If I had a flag-a-long.)
If I had a long flag-a-long
If I had a long flag-a-long
If you like boobs a lot, tag along
Bee beep, bop, de boob a lot
(You gotta like boobs a lot.)
Boobs a lot, boobs a lot
(You gotta like boobs a lot.)
They're big and round
They're all around
They're big and round
They're all around"
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My baby ain’t got no money
But her snatch it tastes like honey
'Cause she makes that Coca-Cola douche
My baby she phizzes and she phuzzes
But her pussy it snaps like a turtle
'Cause she makes that Coca-Cola douche
My baby she humps like a wild cat
Her pelvis got the caffeine shakes
'Cause she makes that Coca-Cola douche
My baby is straight from heaven
My baby you can sip with a straw
'Cause she makes that Coca-Cola douche
My baby sends me out for some ice-cream
She said "Come on down for an ice-cream soda"
I just had that Coca-Cola douche
Coca-Cola douche
__________________
Mah ba-by done left me
Mah ba-by done went to coon skin Creek
With somebody else
And I feel like homemade shit ....
yodel yodel layhe yodel layhe yodel hoo
Clara-June, Clara-June
I'm a kickin up sparks fur yoo
Clara-June, Clara June
Come back, come back
Cause I feel like homemade shit
......yodel yodel layhe, yodel layhe, yodel hoo
I'll sit in the park
And hold your haaaa-nd
I'll give up Hef-fer frackinging
Cause I feel like homemade shit
yodel, yodel layhe, yodel layhe yodel hoo
___________
Who can kill a general in his bed?
Overthrow dictators if they're Red?
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
Who can buy a government so cheap?
Change a cabinet without a squeak?
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
Who can train guerrillas by the dozens?
Send them out to kill their untrained cousins?
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
Who can get a budget that's so great?
Who will be the 51st state?
Who has got the secret-est service?
One that makes the other service nervous?
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
Who can take the sugar from a sack
Pour in LSD and put it back?
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
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Who can mine the harbors of Nicaragua?
Outhit all the hitmen of Chicag-ua?
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
Who can be so overtly covert?
Sometimes ever covertly overt?
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
Who's the agency well known to God?
The one that copped his staff and copped his rod?
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
Fucking A-man!
CIA man!
CIA man! CIA man! CIA man! CIA man! CIA man!
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