Lyric Thumbelina

Hey dainty girl flailing on the side of the road
With your great thumb in the air
I hope you don t mind me asking
But what happened to your underwear?

And does your humble husband know?
Of ee hitchin seedy path
With car-operating sexual deviants!

But Julian would never understand
And doesn t he know?
Just because he s a painter and he loves you
It doesn t mean that he has got a clue...

...About my Thumbelina
I ve never seen a pair of digits quite like yours before
And I have traveled shore to shore in such arduous pallor
Your almost perfect body s got me quivering in a ball

To that brash cowgirl with her hands petting your crotch
And humping you in towering grass
Naked and gender-bending
What makes you think the two of you will last?

For there s no dame or man for her
There s just this open road where she hails down a pervert
With the usage of her giant thumb

Jellybean, you could never comprehend
The intellect of her mind
And just because you can make her come with your hand
Doesn t mean that she ll be your woman

But twas a loon on the hillside
Who planted a seed between your thumb
You fancied him as your therapist
But he s just a sadistic sodomist who gave you that bastard kid...