Song lyrics to Helen Of Troy: Oh just see them standing in the street You look so big, you're so big But I've seen it before Just hanging round with older boys Oh big thighs
Creepy, creepy in the dark Shiny, shiny Joan of Arc When the moonlight starts its glow Cold hard Helen, Queen of Troy
She's got Christmas, got thunderstorms Like a baby, never, never been balled She's got fat men, vermin in disguise In the cold rooms of her eyes Oh, Helen Of Troy
Look at them three dolces Big thighs of oiled men Listen, it's got to go Right into my arms and stay
Big fat mama done me wrong Let me hanging all alone But that bitch is as old, is as old, is as old, as old As that dirty crone right out there Oh, Helen Of Troy
Mercy, mercy, mercy me I'm so scared, please comfort me I don't wanna be, don't wanna be your banshee boy Paying like the House of Troy Oh, Helen Of Troy
Standing there among the lights Your eyes shining bright I want you all of the time
You can hate me, you don't hate me But you are swimming