Sorted Out For Muff And Tits

Oh yeah this must be the way my cock was meant to feel
I shocked twenty thousand people when it was revealed
And I think I understand just what this feeling is
See it's okay 'cos I'm sorted out for muff and tits

And show me those mammory glands
'Cos they'll realise soon that I am The King
In the middle of the night, her hole feels tight
But then tomorrow morning, in gis you will drown

Oh yeah the Porno Movie Channel showed us she was going down
Got some johnnies from some fat chemist bloke in Braintree Town
And I think I understand just what this feeling is
See it's okay 'cos I'm sorted out for muff and tits

At four o'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away
Alright in the middle of the night, her hole feels tight
But then tomorrow morning, in gis you will drown
Just keep on cumming

All the girlies ask my name
They say men are all the same
And it's "Nice one... Taggart"
And that's as far as the conversation went
But those rear ends! I was in the zone
At six o'clock I took the bitch home
She said "No way... not today," still I made my descent on her
And her thriving moaning grows and grows and grows and grows
And so then I phoned her mother to say
"Mother, I made your daughter cum again
'Cos I seem to have left and important part of her bra
Somewhere... somewhere in a field in Essex"

Alright in the middle of the night, her hole feels tight
But then tomorrow morning, in gis you will drown
It happens when I go down