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