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I WON'T LET YOU GO

Well, last night my baby, she was a-braying her usual grief.
I said, "Hold on honey, give a white boy some relief!"
She said, "Hey there stupid, guess what I've got in store for you?
A load of bills, prescription pills and the best man gets a screw."

And I said,
I won't let you go.
I won't let you go.
Oh darling!
Oh no!

I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't,
I won't every let you go.
How could I cookieclit,
How could I ever let go?

Well, darling, oh darling:
How could you say such a thing?
You know that you have got me strangling on your poonie string.
Your love's an open offer that all of them other guys needn't had to buy.
You've wasted every cent I saved as you doubled your girdle size.

And I said,
I won't let you go.
I won't let you go.
Oh baby!
Oh no!

I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't,
I won't every let you go.
How could I sugarstools,
How could I ever let go?
Let go.
Let go, let go, let go.

Well, personal accountability's anathema to you;
Something's gotta be done!
Should you require a rube of hymen,
Let me be the one.
The porcine, poltroon one.
Oh baby, let me be the unlucky one.

So tell your fellow slags and illegitimate monsters that it's true:
To weak and dim to dump you,
In fact I haven't got a clue.

My friends are overreacting,
They say I'm an untucked chump.
But they don't know your sphincter is the axis of the sun.

A cactus in the sun.
An axis, interstellar abacus of that gorgeous sun!

And I said,
I won't let you go.
I won't let you go.
Oh baby!
Oh no!

I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't,
I won't every let you go.
How could I sugarstools,
How could I ever let go?
Let go.
Let go, let go, let go.

 

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