King Of The Bush

There’s a girl with a beautiful smile
There’s a girl with an innocent style
And she lives down the street
And I want to lick her tiny feet
And she doesn’t know that I even exist
And she doesn’t know what I got in my fist
But I’m shaking in the bushes all day
And I know that she won’t come out and play

So please don’t notice me
The cops won’t let me be
They will throw me in a van
And give me to some scary men

I’m the king of the bush

I’ll be here through the wind and the rain
With my face up against your window pane
Hoping that I’ll get to take a look
When you stretch your legs like an opened book
So now I’m digging through your bin
Leaving my mark on everything
Trying to find a used tampon
Stroking away at my hardon