Ben Franklin Mob H3

I was walking down Canal Street
I knocked on every door
God damn, son of a bitch
I couldn’t find a whore

I finally found a whore
She was tall and thin
God damn, son of a bitch
I couldn’t get it in

I finally got it in
I moved it all about
God damn, son of a bitch
I couldn’t get it out

I finally got it out
It was covered all in sores
God damn, son of a bitch
Don’t fuck the Philly whores

Optional Verses:

Two weeks later
Blood was in my piss
God damn, son of a bitch
She gave me syphilis

I went to the doctor
This is what she said
You stupid mother fucker
You should have gotten head

Nine months later
A knock upon my door
God damn, son of a bitch
That same damn Philly whore

I didn’t have a rubber
But told her that I did
God damn, son of a bitch
Now I’ve got a kid