Well, you weren't at home on Sunday, but I saw your sis, half-dressed
She was wearing frilly undies, which came off with no protest
And a lacey boob-stretched halter, that sure kept the twins confined
When I took it off, they didn't seem to mind

Well I keep on thinkin' 'bout your sister's golden hair surprise
Didn't know her blonde was natch'ral, til I saw between her thighs
Would have guessed her hair was bottled, not that I even really mind
'Cause my eyes were closed, when we sixty-nined

Did she ride me like a pogo, did she bounce up in the air?
Did she have a Nike logo, tattooed on her derriere?
Well, right in mid-coitus, your mom caught us, so then she joined us

Well I keep on thinkin' 'bout your sister's golden hair surprise
And how her big tits bounced so much, she gave herself two black eyes
Now, she can ride the baloney pony, in a reverse cowgirl pose
And your mom could suck golf balls through garden hose

Did they keep me in the middle, did they make me fight for air?
Did they let me breathe a little, did I spooge in your mom's hair?
Well upon big finish, I told your mom to, make me a sammich

Doo wop doo wop ...