The Sailors in the Gents (Humorous Monologue)
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Lyrics
In a gentleman's ur*nal, on the night before cup final I saw two sailors standing bold as brass And their conduct was disgusting 'cause one of them was thrusting Three fingers up the other fellow's a*se I said "I'm not complaining but would you mind explaining Why you're performing this disgusting trick?" And the first tar said "It's easy, this sailor's feeling queasy I'm his mate, I'm trying to make him sick." I said "But this is heinous, three fingers up the an*s Will never make him sick, you silly goat." But he looked rather sly and then gave this reply He said "They will do when I stick 'em down his throat!"
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Song Details
- Duration
- 00:53
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 169 BPM