Song parody of
Bucket of Girls
by David Mead
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Heartbreak at childbirth,
The natural defense
I lay there beside her
And came to my sense
Well heaven was healthy
But leaving was hell
The women beside me would know
So she took the lead
As I skipped off behind
Into a forest of ladies divine
A sweet piece of ass and
A hat for my head
Whatever made sense at the time
And I was asleep
When the lord showed his worth
I jumped down the well
Where the water was heard
If all fallen angels must climb back to earth
Send down a bucket of girls
Diving for pearls, I ran out of air
Swam through the world of bosoms and hair
Pristine she was, but weren't they all
Mercy, what god gave a girl
What's there to fear in the curl of a lip
The lamp lights the shoulder
And spills down the hip
South of Virginia the toes painted red
The glory of flowers in bloom
And I was asleep
When the lord showed his worth
I jumped down the well
Where the water was heard
If all fallen angels must climb back to earth
Send down a bucket of girls
Heartbreak at childbirth,
The natural defense
I lay there beside her
And came to my sense
Well heaven was healthy
But leaving was hell
The women beside me would know
So she took the lead
As I skipped off behind
Into a forest of ladies divine
A sweet piece of ass and
A hat for my head
Whatever made sense at the time
And I was asleep
When the lord showed his worth
I jumped down the well
Where the water was heard
If all fallen angels must climb back to earth
Send down a bucket of girls
Diving for pearls, I ran out of air
Swam through the world of bosoms and hair
Pristine she was, but weren't they all
Mercy, what god gave a girl
What's there to fear in the curl of a lip
The lamp lights the shoulder
And spills down the hip
South of Virginia the toes painted red
The glory of flowers in bloom
And I was asleep
When the lord showed his worth
I jumped down the well
Where the water was heard
If all fallen angels must climb back to earth
Send down a bucket of girls
