It´s the sandwich of love, one below and one above  In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´  She hasn´t been laid in days  Now she´s covered in Mayonnaise  She´s a woman with no soul  She´s got a guy in every hole  This is fun and sweet  We´re the buns and she´s the meat  In the sandwich of love, one below and one above  Over her body we shall roam  Let´s hope she used birth-control foam  Even if she didn´t who cares  When we play our musical chairs  Crustin´, grossin´,maxin´...  It´s the sandwich of love, it´s the sandwich of love  One below and one above  In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´  Come on guys, let´s put on a rubber  And dig into her blubber  Duce has to prove to be crass  He sticks his dick right up her ass  Sickie goes for a mount up front  He sticks his throbbing sickle in her cunt  Mr. can´t was recovering from mace  So he sat on her head and jacked in her face  In the sandwich of love, one below and one above  In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´...