Ben looks, across at, the girl that, lives next door   He's a hedge pig, delicious, he knows that, she wants him more   Than Matthew and Peter, the tree worms, that built her house, in Brighton Beach, with Russian creeps, that Ben found on the floor      Ben could say, anything, to make her happen   And Ben could drink, anything, to make her happen      He's a prickly little porker, no he's not a son of mine   He's a dirty little secret, he's a stickly little swine   You know he had it coming, from the day he borrowed bread   A toasty little trinket, he stole my girl instead      Sarah, sees Ben with, a snout full, of cigarettes   With knees weak, from envy, she casts out, her wishing net   Just a handful, of teaspoons, and thimbles, they turned his head   She had caught him by the prickled prune that summer never shed...but she knew that...      Ben could swim, anything, to make her happen   And Ben could smoke anything, to make her happen      He's a prickly little porker, no he's not a son of mine   He's a dirty little secret, he's a stickly little swine   You know he had it coming, from the day he borrowed bread   A toasty little trinket, he stole my girl instead      Benjamin lives down the road, he is very hard to believe   Because he's preciously metal, yes so he's preciously special   And he's talkin right to me!         Won't you tell me? Won't you tell me? Won't you tell me straight you freak?!   Won't you lease me your girl? Won't you lease me your girl? I just money from the Russian creeps, c'mon!      He's a prickly little porker, no he's not a son of mine   He's a dirty little secret, he's a stickly little swine   You know he had it coming, from the day he borrowed bread   He's a toasty little trinket, he stole my girl instead