Ben looks, across at, the girl that, lives next door He's a hedge pig, delicious, he knows that, she wants him more Than Matthew and Peter, the tree worms, that built her house, in Brighton Beach, with Russian creeps, that Ben found on the floor
Ben could say, anything, to make her happen And Ben could drink, anything, to make her happen
He's a prickly little porker, no he's not a son of mine He's a dirty little secret, he's a stickly little swine You know he had it coming, from the day he borrowed bread A toasty little trinket, he stole my girl instead
Sarah, sees Ben with, a snout full, of cigarettes With knees weak, from envy, she casts out, her wishing net Just a handful, of teaspoons, and thimbles, they turned his head She had caught him by the prickled prune that summer never shed...but she knew that...
Ben could swim, anything, to make her happen And Ben could smoke anything, to make her happen
He's a prickly little porker, no he's not a son of mine He's a dirty little secret, he's a stickly little swine You know he had it coming, from the day he borrowed bread A toasty little trinket, he stole my girl instead
Benjamin lives down the road, he is very hard to believe Because he's preciously metal, yes so he's preciously special And he's talkin right to me!
Won't you tell me? Won't you tell me? Won't you tell me straight you freak?! Won't you lease me your girl? Won't you lease me your girl? I just money from the Russian creeps, c'mon!
He's a prickly little porker, no he's not a son of mine He's a dirty little secret, he's a stickly little swine You know he had it coming, from the day he borrowed bread He's a toasty little trinket, he stole my girl instead