Glad Baggy

The Strap-Ons

Compositor: The Strap-Ons

I wanted to fuck that baby
What could I do
I had no rubbers honey
It was after two.
I said look girl
I think I'll go home with you.
Slide my jockey in
Make sure that it's true
I used a Glad Baggy for a rubber
What else could I do How about you
I wanted a real girl now
One for my ma ma ma ma ma ma
Fuck that shit up spread it open
Come to papa
Make that shit bleed
In a year a baby girl
Wonder what it's all for
This cold hard world