Bandwagonning.

I met this Girl, called Dungeon Delilah,
Her Soul was blacker than black eye-liner.
She wore a banana said, "Go down Stairs"
"I want it to fit right, no room for air"
So I picked up the fruit said "Girl, Hold tight!"
"Girl we gunna get Um-Bongo tonight"
She said, "Hold it chump, I got news for you"
"This thing aint for me this things for you"
Oh, I tried most things once, most of them twice,
but I never been rigged to this device.
I said come on Girl, lets not waste this stuff.
I love your Milkshake, spare my blush.

You, I'd like to do it with you
The freaky things you do
So why, do you have to keep me guessing?
When you should be undressing...
Down in my tool shed.

Now I've known a lot of girls, not all of them right
Some of them didn't mind loosing their sight
Custard on the windscreen, know what I mean?
Baby she said, "I'm the cat that got the cream"
Another one liked me to lick her Bisto
Way down south, way past Bristol
I would have had steak, on any other day
But Farmer Giles was out to play
No way! I won't do that,
that would be wronger than baby gap.
Thank God, I'm not like that
Could have been worse
Could have given birth.

Chorus.
__________________________________________________
__________________________________________________