Just get me wasted An youre half-way there cause if my minds tore up Then my body dont care

I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin An said my-my-my What sort of thing Might this lady get high upon?

Just get me wasted An youre half-way there cause if my minds tore up Then my body dont care

I don't mind that she called me a bum, But I knew right away she was really gonna cum (So I got down to it)

I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb An' applied rotation on her sugar plum I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,

I don't mind that she called me a bum, But I knew right away she was really gonna cum (So I got down to it)

Give me Your dirty love Like some tacky little pamphlet In your daddys bottom drawer

I whipped off her bloomersn stiffened my thumb An applied rotation on her sugar plum

I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin An said my-my-my What sort of thing Might this lady get high upon?

she looked over at me with a glazed eye And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area And she said...

She stroll on over, say look here, bum, I got a forty dollar bill say you cant make me cum yjes cant do it...

I got a spot that gets me hot But you aint been to it