King Of The Bush

There’s a girl with a beautiful smile

There’s a girl with an innocent style

And she lives down the street

And I want to lick her tiny feet

And she doesn’t know that I even exist

And she doesn’t know what I got in my fist

But I’m shaking in the bushes all day

And I know that she won’t come out and play

So please don’t notice me

The cops won’t let me be

They will throw me in a van

And give me to some scary men

I’m the king of the bush

I’ll be here through the wind and the rain

With my face up against your window pane

Hoping that I’ll get to take a look

When you stretch your legs like an opened book

So now I’m digging through your bin

Leaving my mark on everything

Trying to find a used tampon

Stroking away at my hardon