Is it right to kiss the boysnWhen you're a girl and not a boy?nI don't think so, 'cause I know sonIt ain't goodnIt's better to be a mannDip your fingers in the sandnSee what you can figure outnWith your thumb up a rumpnnOh, baby boynYou're an infant in my armsnCharming rabbit slut boynWhere did you come from?nWas it England or Tokyo?nOh, I can't remember, butnnIs it right for you to kiss my bulge?nIs it right for you to changenMy big ripe light bulb, lips?nMy swollen head is burningnWe're both learningnHow to have more funnThan we could have with the girlsnnI told you they were wrongnGet out of their armsnGet into the man who's waiting for younWith the charms of a godnIt's alright if he's a dirty old sodnThey're the best teachersnnBoys get hardnI was, I have been hard since birthnI'm availablenBeneath my skirt I'm really availablenHere's a dime, call me upnHere, better yet, here's a quarternSee ya later