Helen of Troy

Oh, dyou see him standing in the street?
Mmm, he looks so neat
?, Ive seen him before
Running round with all the boys
All ? thats right
Mmm, big thighs
Greet me, greet me in the dark
Shiny, shiny Joan of Arc
When the moonlight starts its flow
Cold heart Helen, Queen of gold ?
Shes got charisma, got thunderstorms
Like a baby, never, never been balled
Shes got mad men, murmuring in the skies
Shes the cause of her rise
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, look at him, isnt he gorgeous
Such Big thighs all oiled and mine
Oh listen, hes got to go, I want him in my arms to stay
Big fat mama done me wrong
Left me hanging all alone
But that ***** is as old, is as old, is as old
I said that dirty old pro right out there is the foe
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Mercy, mercy, mercy me
Im so scared, please comfort me
I dont wanna be, dont wanna be your back street boy
Take back the House of joy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Oh, Helen of Troy
Standing there under the lights
Your eyes shining bright
I want you all of the time
Soon your body and all of you, mine

oh fill with awe, I get so jealous
Lubricate me, dont hate me
But you are swimming