Three Musky Tears
I was walking in the countryside with my two best friends
We didn't see the tractor that was coming round the bend
The farmer was spreading liquid manure and it sure did stink
He meant to turn the spreader off but he did not think.
The solution had a stench of ammonia mixed with poo
It absolutely coated me but it missed the other two
They are crying with laughing at my misfortune
But when I drive them home they will change their tune.
Darren wants to drive us home, oh boy there is a smell
Shame the car has leather seats, to clean them will be hell
I get Jenny to sit in the front next to my handsome man
She’s lucky the car has air con and is sitting next to the fan
I sit on the back seat with my hand covering my nose
Wish I was in Darren's garden I’d prefer to smell a purple rose
Jenny is quite happy she’s got her hand on Darren’s knee
I tell her to remove it - he’s MY man and I can see
We drop Jenny home so it’s now just Darren and me
He’s off to have a shower or share a bath tee hee hee
6th July 2014-07-06
Written by JADAZZLE ~ Jan Allison & Darren Watson
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