Hard-on From Hell Songtext
I gotta love-banana with your name on it
Get some whipped cream, baby
Make a banana split
Well if you can't tell
I gotta hard-on from Hell

I gotta mean motor scooter
Right between my legs
I wanna mash your potatoes
Wanna scramble your eggs
Well if you can't tell
I gotta hard-on from Hell

I gotta hard-on from Hell
Baby, don't you know
I just sit back and watch it grow
Well, it's lean it's mean
Babe, if you can't tell
I've got a hard-on from Hell

I gotta sex torpedo twelve inches long
Well it's homing in on you
Correct me if I'm wrong
Babe, if you can't tell
I gotta hard-on from Hell

I wanna be your lover, wanna be your slave
Let me put my pink poodle in your microwave
Babe, if you can't tell
I gotta hard-on from Hell

Oh no, here it comes
I gotta hard-on from Hell
Baby, don't you know
I just sit back and watch it grow
Well, it's lean it's mean
Babe, if you can't tell
I gotta hard-on from Hell

I gotta hard-on from Hell
Baby, don't you know
I just sit back and watch it grow
Well, if you can't tell
I gotta hard-on from Hell