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Titre de la chanson : Charlotte The Harlot


I was ridin' through Texas where the bullshit lies thick
I was ridin' through Texas with my hand on my prick,
When I suddenly saw her the girl I adore,
Twas Charlotte the Harlot the cowpuncher's whore.

CHORUS:

She's easy, she's greasy, she lives on the street
And, whenever you see her she's always on heat,
She'll do it for a dollar, come less or come more,
She's Charlotte the Harlot the cowpunchers whore.

She lay on the bed and was feeling quite fit,
When all of a sudden she felt like a shit,
So she up with the window and out with her arse
Pity help the poor bastard who happened to pass.

CHORUS: She's easy....

The poor old night watchman was pounding his beat,
Up and down, up and down, up in the street,
When he heard a great thunder, looked up in the sky,
And a bloody great turd hit him fair in the eye.

CHORUS: She's easy...

The poor old night watchman was blinded for life,
With seven screaming kids and a syphilitic wife
You'll see him on the corner of Market and Pitt
With a sign round his neck saying "Blinded by Shit"

CHORUS: She's easy...

The first time I met her she was all dressed in white,
All in white, all in white,
I had my finger in tight,
And she followed me down to the valley below

The next time I met her she was all dressed in pink,
All in pink, all in pink,
Oh how my finger did stink,
She followed me down to the valley below.

The next time I met her she was all dressed in puce,
All in peuce, all in puce,
I sucked her menstrual juice,
Down in the valley where she followed me.

The next time I met her she was all dressed in red,
All in red, all in red.
Oh, how her hymen bled,
Down in the valley where she followed me.

The next time I met her she was all dressed in mauve,
All in mauve, all in mauve,
Fucked by another cove,
Down in the valley where she followed me.

The next time I met her she was all dressed in black,
All in black, all in black,
I got my money back,
Down in the valley where she followed me.

.....

Uncle George and Auntie Mabel seated at the breakfast table,
Wasn't that a dreadful warning not to do it in the morning.
Ovaltine has set them right
Now they do it morn and night.
Uncle George is hoping to do it in the afternoon.







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