05-26-2011, 05:13 AM
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Minion of the scaléd ones
Location: Northeast Jesusland
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Hot Squat Hombre
Corky & the Juice Pigs
He was little but we loved him
He was small but he was swell
He was tiny, how he teased me
Guess he knew how to ring my bell
He was my midget love slave
He was a horny little half-pint
With lovin' for sale
He was my midget love slave
His name was Andrew, but I called him Gayle
The first time that I saw him
Was in a porno production of the Seven Dwarfs
He played a dwarf named Sleazy
One look at his beard and I wanted to score
He was my midget love slave
He was a horny little half-pint
With lovin' for sale
He was my midget love slave
He was a hot little munchkin who could make me wail
We were happy together
Making hot love with never a pause
Then one day he left me
For the Lollipop Triplets in the Wizard of Oz
He was my midget love slave
He was a Hot Squat Hombre
With love on his mind
He was my midget love slave
But size don't matter when the lovin' is fine
Size don't matter
Size don't matter
Size don't matter when the lovin' is fine
Size don't matter
Size don't matter
Size don't matter when the lovin' is fine
Whoo! I'm in the mood to love a little midget man like you.
Whoo! You're lookin' so good, yeah...
Say why don't you give me a little fidget?
With those clever little digits, baby
Oh come on, do it again
Do it again!
Do it again, baby!
Do it again!
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(Pardon the adolescent credits music.)
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REMember
Corky and the Juice Pigs
(This is the tour version, not the one in the video.)
Hey
hey you know here I am
I´m here now
Here I am, I´m standing
on my legs, my legs are underneath my trousers
but I´m standin on them
here I am and I'll be her forever
unless I move over here
Remember how we dreamed
Remember how we screamed
The vegetables were steamed
The people that we
seemed to know
there
There I
was just a minute ago
but I´m not there now NO! whoa
I´m here now
and a different here and a different now
but different only in a temporal way
sometimes when I´m sad
I wander the streets
covered with mice
licking a tiny piece of wood
that I found in the gutter
and I say hey! this wood is good wood
good wood to lick
OK!
Remember how we dreamed
Remember how we screamed
The vegetables were steamed
The people that we
seemed to know there
In my mind I see a pony
a little pony with little legs
and a tiny miniscule mustache
coming towards me barking like a dog
and I say hey
pony that´s the wrong noise your makin
wrong noise why
sometimes when I´m sad I realize
all of my heroes are gay or cowboys
sometimes I´m sad and I´m lyin in my bed
and I look over out of the window
and I see the sad faces
the miserable faces
of the lonely people walking by
thousands millions lonely people
and I realize, I should move
Remember how we dreamed
Remember how we screamed
The vegetables were steamed
The people that we
seemed to know there
Don´t forget
the pony with the bark of a dog
and the tiny piece of wood that I licked
and one day maybe all of us
can visit Paris and not speak French
maybe
maybe
Hey
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