Rough Trade Switch Me Blue

Goin' todd down the tober, just me a naff with vera lynn When I stumble upon a so, oven plate a sharpy polone dish Confused I go over there, to realizes the lily in drag He'd been cottaging a long, blag bitches and other omi Well never have heard of tootsie trade, Only been with a dona before But when I saw that chicken dance round, I knew I some how had to score No cod baskets in sight in the near future, ajaz I could feel cartes poking Slap on the thews park plate, then get 'im remould I would be the tootsie baby The rough trade switch me blue, I never could have knew The joys of a cartes funt me dish, The feel of never ending bliss The rough trade switch me blue, Now there's noting I could do The pure nirvana of it all I would camp outside latties, anticipating the next charver Oft settin up inside cottages, funt me charpering omi Crusin' for a cove to diddle, mince cartes meshigener Ultimately such a drag, no dorcas filly lookin' meese When I was done I looked back, I had a look of delight on my eek I need another rough trade now, I need another switch me blue There was no feeling like that , There was no feeling before The rough trade switch me blue, oh the rough trade switch me blue The rough trade switch me blue, I never could have knew Baby when you getting a sac of cartes funt ya dish........... Maybe you been switch too You you self been switch too Maybe you are now blue Tootsie bona notchy jubes no more, why? Cuz I'm blue, Just like you