The Hairy Thought Of You
Grosses me out, it's true
Razors you save
You never shave
Like every girl ought to do
You wear tube tops with curly armpits
It tickles when we cling
Like some hick from a farm, it's
Nasty as anything..

More than your share of fuz
Okay, down there, it was
But upper lips, around tips of your nips
I swear that's where it was

I see your face on cough drop boxes
Those boobs in my nightmares
It's just the thought of you
The Hairy Thought Of You
That scares..

More like an ape, are you
Should wear a drape on you
Need taken to
Some barber, who
Will lather, and scrape on you

Or else a sideshow in a circus
I could sell tickets here
It's just the thought of you
The Hairy Thought Of You
The Hairy Thought Of You
The Hairy Thought Of You,
My Dear...