Thursday, 2 February 2017

Ballad of the Pretty Russian Prostitute



My little hey ho 
has a Chihuahua
My little ho ho's 
hotter than hot 
She blows on me 
when we're out dancing 
Keeps me keen and hard 
and impressionable 
Buying drinks from dark til dawn 
My little hey ho how I love her 
Under that fur coat 
she's got nothing on

This is the story 
of how I met her 
On the Internet 
of the rising sun 
I was lonely and she was wetter
For me I guess 
than all the other ones 

She wore her coat 
Without no nickers 
She was that kinda girl 
Brazen as a troll 
This Russian harlot 
Who had a chiwotsit
Took me home
Through a winding forest 
To a mysterious place 
East of Norwich  
I bought her brandy 
Her dog met my cat 
Or maybe it was the other way
When I think of that 

Well she got so blathered
That she kacked her pants 
Then sat in my bath 
Gouched and nodding 
Bobbing like a duck
On a fairground stick 
But there'd been no fuck
Or a taste of dick

So I put her in bed 
She had the body of a statue 
And the same sex appeal 
But I ain't into that 
I'm not a necrophiliac 
She was dead to the world 
Pretty as a pearl 
Sozzled and soiled 
Only a chihuahua to guard her 
From my horny hard bought ardor 

I licked her in a gaze 
And adored her perfect body 
Then I slept with the cat 
And laughed at my folly 
Cos you don't escape much
But I'd got away with that 

She woke up in a headache 
She was all Chihuahua fur and Pussy
She left me in a blur 
But the parting wasn't fussy
She took her dirty knickers 
And her yapping little hound 
If you listened very hard 
You might have heard the sound 
Of her frozen smile defrosting 
Or maybe it's the rain?
It's gonna cost you nothing 
To hook into her pain. 

My little hey ho 
has a Chihuahua
My little ho ho's 
hotter than hot 
She blows on me 
when we're out dancing 
Keeps me keen and hard 
and impressionable 
Buying drinks from dark til dawn 
My little hey ho how I love her 
Under that fur coat
she's got nothing going on.






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