KUNT:
When I was up the loft I came across a box
Which when I opened up stirred mixed emotions in my cock
It felt a little hard but it felt a little soft
The next thing that I know I'm feeling sexy up the loft
So I unzip my fly and pop out my Jap's eye
I have a little wank and I have a little cry
I'm wanking over a pornographic polaroid of an ex-girlfriend who died
LITTLE KUNT:
"Come on, Kunt, it'll be alright"
KUNT:
"But I really miss her, Little Kunt"
LITTLE KUNT:
"If you tell me a little bit more about that photo, it might help you get over her?"
KUNT:
"Alright then, Little Kunt, I'll give it a go"
KUNT:
The pic was very lewd, she's completely in the nude
She's pulling it apart and she's doing something rude
She's got a hairy crutch, I miss her very much
So I take out my chap and I have a little touch
I'm wanking over a pornographic polaroid of an ex-girlfriend who died
I'm feeling mixed emotions in my mind and in my knob