She was old and ugly.
Yes as ugly as sin.
Empty bottle in her cold-hand
and a toothless grin.
She was old and ugly,
on a booze-soaked-bed.
Empty bottle in her cold-hand.
Not dead drunk, just dead.
There was a guy called Bobbit
who'd been going like a rabbit
with someone other than his wife.
The wife cured him of his habit
by cutting off his tail-bit ...
with a bunny-skinning knife?
Tiffany is a high-wire act,
her skirt is a silk-parachute.
When she sails to the ground
the waves of applause are accute.
There is no holding them back
(her ancestor was King Canute).
Yes when she sails to the ground,
having fallen from the high-wire
(which is very often find),
the male audience spies no under-attire !