O in this life I've had no
fun
I've had no gun to bang the
bun
With a hey tooter shooter
High dangler banger
Hey tooter high banger boo
I have no ding to dong the
queen
I have no use for the latrine
With a hey zipper dipper
High zapper dapper
Hey zipper high dapper doo
O as a lover I am a flop
I've never heard a cherry
pop
With a hey piggy squealer
High fanny squasher
Hey piggy high squasheroo
The Queen is hot but I am not
For long ago my wad was shot
With a hey blapper nipper
High blapper whapper
Hey blipper high whapper woo
The clocks go tick the bells
go bong
I'd give my arm for an eight-inch
wong
With a hey wonger bonger
High wanger banger
Hey wonger high bangeroo
I am a sexless shepherd bred
I'll never prod where others
tread
With a hey gooser moocher
High gander masher
Hey gooser high masher coo
O all the plums of Italy
Will never peel their bush
for me
With a hey beaver basher
High pubic poacher
Hey beaver high poacher chew
My feet are flat and not only
that
I've got no balls to beat
the bat
With a hey weener peeler
High tater nailer
Hey weener high nailer blue
The dames go chit the dames
go chat
I cannot wipe their welcome
mats
With a hey weezer squeezer
High asser splasher
Hey weezer high splasher poo
John Dillinger had a twelve
inch prick
It's fellers like him who
make me sick
With a hey super drooper
High party pooper
Hey super high pooperoo
The time has come to bid good
riddance
Til the eunuch makes his next
appearance
With a hey fuck you
High fuck you
--And I mean that with all
my heart...on--
Fuck you and your big whalzoo
Marco Giunco |
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