Ah, I know lots of manky people
Ah, I know lots of manky people

Ellen is wriggly
Picks at the lice on her crotch; hair an’ head is unclean
Wish she would preen

Lets out the wind, oh
Such a disgrace as she farts in the car; can’t ignore
Open the door

All the stinky people…why do they smell so strong
All the stinky people…how do you quell their pong

Farts, in a frenzy
Reeking of turds; it’s a madman who’d go for her rear
No one comes near

Plan is now working
Cutting of locks, here tonight; now there’s no body hair
Bugs were in there

All the wiry she wool…hairdo down there was long
All the wiry she wool… hairdo down there was wrong

Ah, she was like a macaque monkey
Ah, she was like a macaque monkey

Ellen is giggly
Now had a bath and is bare; there’s no pong from the dame
Up for a game

Actin’ a floozy
Off is my shirt, an’ my pants, as she makes me her slave
Glad she was shaved

All the wiry she wool…hirsute: was like King Kong
All the wiry she wool…scare you, if in her thong