One of my friends Has got chickens and hens But he goes to the dance every night He’s got a love She’s a stupidest dwarf How he’s chosen that stuff, for my mind And throw that stone at me If I’m not right
Throw that stone at me If I’m not right
Most of my girls Are about a few tones Now I guess they’ll drop stones down at me But they are not mine at all Funny, short, plain and tall I shall keep my soul, I can see it
And throw that stone at me If I’m not right Throw that stone at me If I’m not right
In the end ‘bout that punk He was really drunk He was trying to fuck stupid less
And the body he had Was extremely fat And I think it was bad – no success
And throw that stone at me If I’m not right Throw that stone at me If I’m not right Throw that stone at me If I’m not right