Hey Mom, there's something in the backroom
I hope it's not
From the walls of Tokyo
Down in London Town's a go-go
With
I was cruisin' in my Stingray late one night
When an
I hear the phone it rings so violently
Can't leave my
Outside the carolers start to sing
I can't describe the joy
Fuckin' and suckin' and touchin'
Fuckin' and suckin' and touchin'
Fuckin' and
people people people
where's the love in this world?
people
I guess its only the men
Who get fucked now and
I'm sick of always hearing
All those sad songs on the
Uno, Dos, Tres, Cuatro...
When you fucked grandpa did he tell