She looked so fair in the midnight air
When the wind blew up her nighty
Her tits hung loose like balls on a moose

So I $#&@ed her every friday
I $#&@ed her once, I $#&@ed her twice
I $#&@ed her once too often

Something broke off inside her cunt
And now she's in her coffin


I $#&@ed her sitting, I $#&@ed her lying
If she had wings I'd $#&@ her flying
Now she's dead but not forgotten

I dig her up and I $#&@ her rotten
I'd $#&@ her rotting
And now she's rotten