Foreskins in the sky

The lady of the manor,
was dressing for the ball.
When she saw the old town cripple,
Tossing up against the wall.

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With his rare old kidney wiper,
And his balls the size of 3 (or 4, or 5),
And a yard and a half of foreskin,
Hanging below his knees.
Yippee yhi yeh,
Yippee yhi yo,
Foreskins in the sky.

Verse 2:
She wrote him a letter,
A letter she did write,
Saying I’d rather be had by you sir,
Than my husband any night.

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Verse 3:
He mounted his white charger,
The finest in the land,
And rode up to the manor,
With his penis in his hand.

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Verse 4:
He rode up to the manor,
He rode up to the hall,
Good god cried the butler,
He’s come to fuck us all,

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Verse 5:
He fucked them in the kitchen,
He fucked them in the hall,
He even ducked the paintings,
That were hanging on the wall.

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Verse 6:
Some say he went to heaven,
Some say he went to hell,
Some say he fucked the devil,
And his devil wife as well.

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Verse 7:
Now listen to my story,
I tell you do take heed,
Or the old town cripple will come for you,
And do his dirty deed.

Last chorus:
with his rare old kidney wiper,
And his balls the size of 3 (or 4, or 5),
And a yard and a half of foreskin,
Hanging below his knees.

Yippee yhi yeh,
Yippee yhi yo,
Foreskins in the…
Yippee yhi yeh,
Yippee yhi yo,
Foreskins in the sky!