The sizzle upbraids me silly when Wild Jill struts on stage
and gets in my groove with sweat and funk, and undulations.
I need picker upper the morning after 'cause It ain't easy being Norm
in hot group of frenzied harpies.
I fear, my Jill, I might one day derail, and skin one of your temp lover,
'cause I too, Jill have my dark side.
I'll plead the Judge in self defense, I should have seen it coming,
and chosen the church organ over The Bitch Rock Five.
Our latest album, "Lobotomy." Get it!
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