When Mum locked me in the coal shed, After the incident, with the chainsaw and the latex rabbit, And the girl guides and the tent, She fed me poundcakes
Meeow, Meeow, Meeow, Meeow. My girl has got a pussy she keeps it hid from view, And everywhere that she goes that pussy goes there too. It don't drink
Some folks like a pussy, a budgy or a tit, Some take up with a spaniel push that fills up the house with [woof, woof] Now I keep chickens and I've a favourite
Now I'm just an old hillbilly boy, I aint no city slicker, My interests is incest bestiality and liquor. I live on grits and catfish that muck around
Bra size forty-five, Bra size forty-five, Bra size forty-five, Bra size forty-five Well I went out for a boogie, a week ago last Tuesday I was doing
My mother said, that I never should, play with the naughty rude girls in the wood. Their giggling talk, I could never understand, And that's why I fell
