Hunters & Collectors - Mr Right lyrics

I says hey old mother-fixed balding boy

Here's one good goon that we can't blame

Hey they all cry

Here's one for the fruit-bin

Look at him, look at him, look, look, look

La la la

Twas a shrivelled fruit on a wrinkled

Sack sack sack

Thinks my god, did I marry

That that that?

She canned that marriage

Out of sight

When she found a testicle

In the mouth of Mr Right

Look at him, look at him, look, look, look

La la la

I says hey old mother-fixed balding boy

Here's one good goon that we can't blame

Hey they all cry

Here's one for the fruit-bin

Look at him, look at him, look, look, look

La la la

Twas a shrivelled fruit on a wrinkled

Sack sack sack

Thinks my god, did I marry

That that that?

Look at him, look at him, look, look, look

Look at him, look at him

Shake shake shake