One Inch Rock - Early Studio Demo July 1967

I met a woman she's spouting prose

She's got luggage eyes and a roman nose

Her body is slung from side to side

Need a lift she said "much obliged"

Riding piggy-back

I come to her shack

Go inside the place it's a mess, she said

"My name's the liquid poetess"

She unties her mouth

And her buckskin dress

She drinks from a bottle

Labelled tenderness

I'm in one hand in the other's a can, um

She puts me in the can

And smiles through the wall

I got the horror's cos I'm one inch tall

Next thing I know is a girl by my side

Dressed in a bayleaf she's trying to hide

Asked her name, she said "Germaine"

Do the rock do the one inch rock

Do the rock do the one inch rock, yes uh

Do the rock do the one inch rock

Do the rock do the one inch rock

Do the rock do it, do it, do it ma

Dun dun da da dee dun dun

Dun dun da da dee dun dun, yes uh

Dun dun dee dun dun

Dun dun da da dee dun dun

Um, do it, do it, do it

Everybody do the one inch rock