I peeped into her bedroom window
And I could smell her stinking poon
I watched her stick her thumb and fingers
Up her twat, big as some lagoons

Didn't anybody smell her
Didn't everybody flee
Something crawled inside her Monday
Tuesday it's so hard to breathe

She said she'd always been a hooker
She sucked on fifteen chubs a day
And though she hoped that I would fuck her
Well, she blew, but I would not lay

And so I got the crab lice depart stuff
And then applied a healthy wad
She said she hated to infect me
Hope I heal, oh my itching rod

Didn't anybody smell her
Didn't everybody flee
Something crawled inside her Monday
Tuesday it's so hard to breathe, oh yea