Mr Right
I says hey old mother-fixed balding boy Here's one good goon that we can't blame
Hey they all cry Here's one for the fruit-bin
Look at him, look at him, look, look, look La la la
Twas a shrivelled fruit on a wrinkled Sack sack sack Thinks my god, did I marry That that that?
She canned that marriage Out of sight When she found a testicle In the mouth of Mr Right
Look at him, look at him, look, look, look La la la
I says hey old mother-fixed balding boy Here's one good goon that we can't blame
Hey they all cry Here's one for the fruit-bin
Look at him, look at him, look, look, look La la la
Twas a shrivelled fruit on a wrinkled Sack sack sack Thinks my god, did I marry That that that?
Look at him, look at him, look, look, look Look at him, look at him Shake shake shake
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