| Lyrics: | I got a girl with a little rubber head.
Rinse her out ever night just before I go to
bed.
She never talk back, like a lady might do,
and she looks like she loves it every time
I get through.
And her name is p.. i.. n k y.
P.. i.. n.. no lie.
K.. y..
me-oh-my.
$69.95 -- give her a try!
P.. i.. n k y.
P.. i.. n.. I cry.
K..
y.. don't be shy.
$69.95 boy -- give her a try!
Her eyes is all shut, in a ecstasy
face.
You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place.
Throw the little switch on
her battery pack.
You can poot it, you can shoot it 'til your wife gets back.
And
her name is p.. i.. n k y.
P.. i.. n.. I cry.
K.. y.. don't be shy.
$69.95 boy --
give her a try!
I got a girl with a little rubber head.
Rinse her out ever night
just before I go to bed.
She never talk back, like a lady might do,
and she looks like she
loves it every time I get through.
Her eyes is all shut, in a ecstasy face.
You can
cram it down her throat, people, any old place.
Throw the little switch on her battery
pack.
You can poot it, you can shoot it 'til your wife gets back.
You can poot it, you can
shoot it 'til your wife gets back.
You can poot it, you can shoot it 'til your wife gets
back.
You can poot it, you can shoot it 'til your wife gets back.
You can poot it, you can
shoot it 'til your wife gets back |
