Gladiator

You should see her use a gun She slips her nit-picking in in any way for everyone More than an occasional hazard You run the risk of conceiving a bastard Well, you should see here, she uses a gun She slips her nit-picking in in any way for everyone More than! More than! More than! More than! More than an occasional hazard! You run the risk of conceiving a bastard! In remembrance of the truth In remembrance of Aunt Ruth In memory of the gun In memory of everyone And of the warm sun And the pain in my side The warm sun And a pain in my side But if you ask her where she's gone She'll spout a banter on and on About a germ free place About a germ free place in anywhere Her sexual comedy from now until eternity There is no joking, Moe, who knows what's going on A droll spoof of a tragedy of awkward mediocrity Playing on the plains of Serengeti Agh, the warm sun And a pain in my side The warm sun And a pain in my side If you ask her where she's gone She'll spout a banter on and on! About a germ free place! About a germ free place! Anywhere! Her sexual, comedy! From now until, eternity! There is no joking, Moe, who knows what's going on