Flovilla Thatch Vs The Virile Garbageman Lyrics by Cherry Poppin' Daddies

Flovilla Thatch Vs The Virile Garbageman Lyrics

    Listen to me baby, i'm tired of talkin' to myself
    You've got a pair of jungle drums on you
    Oh and what a nasty mix 42-24-36
    When you drop dem bombshells the blood goes
    Right out of my brain

    Now's the time to work the hump
    Let's make them bubbles bump
    Let's dump the sump pump

    Hey girl i'm talkin' to you
    2 is the number of the voodoo that you do
    My kinky twinkie is black and blue
    Your pointer sisters are just too good to be true
    She's got the hump
    Ain't talkin' bout your rump
    Dat viscious double bump
    Your busy front is pumpin' up my bass
    Got the hump
    Clock dem mothers jumps
    De bump dat really thump
    Your busy front is jammin' in my face

    Turn those mutha's out

    Holy toledo, twin torpedos, my cub scout
    Pitched a tent in my speedo's
    I squirt dessert and flirt with skirt
    And rub my genie in the lamp until my fingers hurt

    Cross your heart you're goin' strapless?
    That's a pretty pearl necklace
    Drop your record on my needle
    Stick my head between your speakers
    You remind me of my mommy
    That's an awfully large pastrami
    Can you use a melon bailer?
    I'm a 1-900 caller

    Flovilla
    I'm your virile garbageman

    She's gof the hump
    Ain't talkin' bout your rump
    Dat viscious double bump
    Your busy front is pumpin' up my bass
    Got the hump
    Clock dem mothers jumps
    De bump dat really thump
    Your busy front is jammin' in my face
    Turn those mutha's out

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