Lyrics: Mama and Papa were laying in bed Mama rolled over and this is what she said: Oh, give me Oh, give me P. T. P. T. Good for . .and good for me Mmm, good Up in the morning to the rising sun Gotta run all day till the running s done Ho Chi Minh is a son of a bitch Got the blueballs, crabs and the sevenyear itch
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