Ben Franklin Mob H3

Oh, mister fisherman, home from the sea
Have you got a lobster you will sell to me?

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Singing ai-tiddly-ai, shit or bust,
Never let your bollocks dangle in the dust

Yes sir, yes sir, I have three
And the biggest of the bastards I will sell to thee

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So I took the lobster home, but I couldn’t find a dish
So I put the fucking lobster where the missus has a piss

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In the middle of the night, as you well know
The missus got up to have a heave ho

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Well, first there came a groan, and then there came a grunt
And the bloody lobster grabbed her by the cunt

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The missus grabbed the brush, and I grabbed the broom
And we chased the fucking lobster round and round the room

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We hit it on the head, we hit it on the side
We hit that fucking lobster till the bastard died

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Oh, the story has a moral, and this is it
Always have a look before you take a shit

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That’s the end of my story, there isn’t any more
There’s an apple up my asshole, and you can have the core

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Down in Nagasaki, the monkey fucked the cat
And all the cat could do was fuck the monkey back

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