SOME MOTHER FUCKER JUST FUCKED MY MAN
I'LL FUCK ANOTHER FUCKER
BETTER THAN THE OTHER FUCKER
SHIT DAMN FUCK DAMN FUCK A DAMN
DAMN
Do they swing to and fro?
Can you tie 'em in a knot?
Can you tie 'em in a bow?
Can you throw 'em over your shoulder,
Like a Continental soldier?
Can you do the double shuffle,
When your balls hang low?
CHORUS:
Ting-a-ling, God damn,
Find a woman if you can.
If you can't find a woman,
Find a clean old man.
If you're ever in Gibraltar,
Take a flying fuck at Walter.
Can you do the double shuffle,
When your balls hang low?
Additional verses for measures 5 and 6:
Do they make a lusty clamor,
When you hit them with a hammer?
Can you bounce 'em off the wall,
Like an Indian rubber ball?
Do they have a hollow sound,
When you drag 'em on the ground?
Do they have a mellow tingle,
When you hit 'em with a shingle?
Do they have a salty taste,
When you wrap 'em 'round your waist?
Do they chime like a gong,
When you pull upon your dong?
Ray, the guy who serves me beer, Me, the guy, who drinks me beer,
Fa, a long way to the john,
So, I'll have another beer,
La, I'll have another beer,
Tea, no thanks I'll have a beer,
And that brings us back to,
Dough . . . (etc)
Screw a baby kangaroo.
Finger-bang an orangutan,
Let an elephant do you.
Feel the penis of an eel,
Whack! the asshole of a yak,
Masturbate with a gnu
And that will being us back to
Fuck. fuck, fuck, fuck..
