The whorehouse bells were ringing,
And the pimp stood in the door;
He'd had a hard on all day long
To screw some dirty whore.
At last his choice being made,
They went upstairs and pulled off their clothes;
He asked her if she'd suck him off,
And blow it through her nose.
"Oh, no! Oh, no!" the old bitch cried,
Her head was full of snuff,
"I'd like to suck your juicy cock,
But blowing is too tough.
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"But I know a game we both can play
You'll like it when we are through,
I will suck your juicy prick.
While you lick out my flue."
The whorehouse bells were ringing,
While this pair's upstairs in bed,
Trying to get their guns off first
Into each other's head.
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