The Poxy Boggards - She's a Whore | Текст песни

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A daughter of a farming man, a lass with raven locks
I met her at the cock & balls, a tavern by the docks
Although we courted but a week, my love for her persisted
for when with her we swagged(?) in ways I never knew existed!

She's a whore, yes a whore
A lass of myth and lore
A pontifex of oral sex
She'll ride you till you're sore
Yes she's a whore, yes a whore
She is dear to fleet and core
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
By the whore that we adore

Her bossums were named Mary, for they were pure and white
Her muff was named Elizabeth, cause it was nice and tight
Her nips were named Daisy and Rose, for they're like flowering buds
But her ass was named the River Thames cause it is full of mud!

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Well soon after we parted ways, I saw her with me friend
They courted for a week or two, but that came to an end
She then did hop from bed to bed, but what made me so mad
Was after several months had passed I saw her with me dad!

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One day while at the tavern here I heard unhappy news
This country lass had died of clap, oh what a jewel to lose
Tis not as sad as one may think, as I soon realized
For all the saints now pass her 'round the big bed in the sky!

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THAT WHORE!

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