Music is felt at night
Nobody loves you like me
Quilts opened their eyes
Our bed is cheerful
Who is knocking in the middle of the night
That's your mother raping us
I'll get your mother's eyes out
Let good father caress her
Butter, butter
You need a hero
Butter, butter
You need a hero
(I'm your hick)
Music is felt at night
Nobody loves you like me
I'll send you roses this night
One boor loved you
I kissed you first
I taught you everything
Now let the excellent students kiss you
In the life of a coon they lose