Butter My Arse With A Pigeon Songtext / Lyric

What is it that gives a pop record that special something, that extra touch that makes it a hit and lifts it to the dizzy heights of the top of the top ten?



As the monster truck speeds up to pass

I find myself alone with you at last

Now's there's a little something that I forgot to ask:

If you've got the pigeon, I've got the ass






Butter my ass with a pigeon

Butter my ass real good

Butter my ass with a pigeon

Like you know you should

Butter my ass with a pigeon

Butter my ass right now

Butter my ass with a pigeon

Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow

We'll butter a cow