The kids are at yer mother's place,
The house is finally ours.
there's b*****-all on telly,
And we're just sittin' aroun'.
And you look alright in the light tonight,
And I'm down to socks and skids.
you're a work up start for a f*** tonight.
So go and put your teeth in.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
I'd f*** a chicken on a chain tonight.
Just to see the feathers fly.
I'll drown in backed-up bodily fluids,
If I don't get a f*** tonight.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
[Instrumental break.]
So, you slip outta yer canvass nighty,
I'll kick off me skids.
You just can't beat an old fashioned f***,
To help ya git a good night's sleep.
So, grab the jar of Vaseline,
And drag yer a** across the room.
Prepare to make thy baby maker.
Prepare to make thy doom.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
I'd f*** a chicken on a chain tonight.
Just to see the feathers fly.
I'll drown in backed-up bodily fluids,
If I don't get a f*** tonight.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
[Instrumental break.]
So, clear the table, Mabel,
Let me grab a-hold o' them t***.
One, two, three, four, foreplay's over,
Now let's get down to bus'ness.
I got a 'ard-on here that a cat couldn't scratch,
So, you better get a bucket o' ice.
Been a bit of back-pressure buildin' up,
So, darlin' hang on tight.
Darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
I'd f*** a chicken on a chain tonight.
Just to see the feathers fly.
I'll drown in backed-up bodily fluids,
If I don't get a f*** tonight.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
Oh, darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
I'd f*** a chicken on a chain tonight.
Just to see the feathers fly.
I'll drown in backed-up bodily fluids,
If I don't get a f*** tonight.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
Ah, darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
Ah, darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
The house is finally ours.
there's b*****-all on telly,
And we're just sittin' aroun'.
And you look alright in the light tonight,
And I'm down to socks and skids.
you're a work up start for a f*** tonight.
So go and put your teeth in.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
I'd f*** a chicken on a chain tonight.
Just to see the feathers fly.
I'll drown in backed-up bodily fluids,
If I don't get a f*** tonight.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
[Instrumental break.]
So, you slip outta yer canvass nighty,
I'll kick off me skids.
You just can't beat an old fashioned f***,
To help ya git a good night's sleep.
So, grab the jar of Vaseline,
And drag yer a** across the room.
Prepare to make thy baby maker.
Prepare to make thy doom.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
I'd f*** a chicken on a chain tonight.
Just to see the feathers fly.
I'll drown in backed-up bodily fluids,
If I don't get a f*** tonight.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
[Instrumental break.]
So, clear the table, Mabel,
Let me grab a-hold o' them t***.
One, two, three, four, foreplay's over,
Now let's get down to bus'ness.
I got a 'ard-on here that a cat couldn't scratch,
So, you better get a bucket o' ice.
Been a bit of back-pressure buildin' up,
So, darlin' hang on tight.
Darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
I'd f*** a chicken on a chain tonight.
Just to see the feathers fly.
I'll drown in backed-up bodily fluids,
If I don't get a f*** tonight.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
Oh, darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
I'd f*** a chicken on a chain tonight.
Just to see the feathers fly.
I'll drown in backed-up bodily fluids,
If I don't get a f*** tonight.
'Cause darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
Ah, darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.
Ah, darlin' I'm so h**** I could die.