Man in the Boat

歌詞

Her tits hung low, but her arse was flabbier, My fingers went in search of the pouting labia, Smelled dead strong, I thought I'll have a bit of this, And my tongue went looking for the clitoris, (His tongue went looking for the clitoris), My tongue went looking for the clitoris Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?, Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?, Can't f***ing find it. The bastard's disappeared, she must be faking, Its like trying to find a bean in ten pounds of bacon, Loads of hair and uncooked mutton, There's no sign of a little pink button, (There's no sign of a little pink button), There's no sign of a little pink button. Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?, Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?, Can't f***ing find it. She turned over to watch Eastenders, There must be a diagram someone could lend us, Tried further up, got no reaction, Trust a bloody woman to have such a contraption, (Trust a bloody woman to have such a contraption) Trust a bloody woman to have such a contraption. Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?, Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?, Can't f***ing find it.