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Well, I was seeing this girl, it was going OK But while shopping in Tescos I noticed one day She was having a scratch of her snatch She looked in discomfort with her itchy old thatch I thought 'Maybe she's got a rash That's causing irritation of her gash?' She acted as if nothing was wrong But it was then I noticed a pong She had a feminine itch An itch on her snitch And when no-one was looking She gave her finger a sniff And it smelt of piss and it smelt of fish So when no-one's looking she gave it a lick And it tasted like cod in batter But I told her it didn't matter I thought the way to make her smile Would be to head to the yoghurt isle So when we got home she laid on her back She parted her legs and rubbed some yoghurt up her crack She smeared the whole pot around her front bot But she had a bit of discharge and the yoghurt went off SongtexteThe sight was unattractive The yoghurt was bio-active So she went to the bathroom to wash it all off But it was all caked in her pubes She had a feminine itch An itch on her snitch And when no-one was looking She gave her finger a sniff And it smelt of piss and it smelt of fish So when no-one's looking she gave it a lick And it tasted like scampi Nik Naks And she always had a hand down her cacks Which was followed by a pungent smell So I'm afraid it was farewell Aus Songtexte Mania