Amy's Song (The Bum Steer)

IIIIIIIII'M givin' front steer(?)

In the rear, dear.

Step aside clear a space for the butt smear

Your ass is all that!

Now here's a cheek smack!

Spread those flaps and get ready for contact.

That shit is funky.

Undiscovered country.

I'll do my patriotic duty in the rump, see?

Well, do you miss me?

I'm talkin' to you, she!

What I'm offering is a complimentary habitary

Let's open the trap door.

There's so much to explore.

I feel the need to intercede on the bottom floor.

Well, can you see me?

I'm right behind the!

Giving you a free lesson in,

PROCTOLOGY

Well I fuck ass, man.

So don't be crass, man.

Let's just skip the formalities and BUTT SLAM!

My little horse might think it queer.

To fuck you in that sweet ass rear.

Between those cheeks my aim is clear.

So invade that lower HEMISPHERE.

With lace akimbo.

We make re-window

Like Alfred Hitchcock

Process the BUTT LOCK!

So baby it's simple.

To rock that dimple.

There ain't no love loss.

When I do the ASS FLOSS!

Don't ever cheer dear.

A-DO THE BUM STEER!

(DAMN!)