Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy

I coulda swore her hair was made of rayon She wore a Milton Bradley Crayon But she was something I could lay on Can't remember what became of me . Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy She put a Doobie Brothers tape on (La la la la la-ahh la) I had a Roger Daltrey cape on (A Roger Daltrey cape on) There was a bed I dumped her shape on Can't remember what became of me . Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy Somewhat later on I woke up and she was gone There was dew out on the lawn In the sunrise Later she came back With a rumpled paper sack Which she told me would contain A surprise She stuck her hand right in it to the bottom Said she knew I'd be surprised she got 'em Take a Charleston pimp to spot 'em Then she gave a pair of shoes to me . Plastic leather, 14 triple D I said: *"I wonder what's the shoes for?"* She told me: *"Don't you worry no more!"* And got right down there on the tile floor Now Darling STOMP ALL OVER ME! . Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy Is this something new Having people stomp on you? Is it what I need to do For your pleasure? (Yo' pleasure . . . it's . . . uh . . . uh . . . all I need) "What is this, a quiz? Don't you worry what it is It is merely just a moment I can treasure . . . " (What is . . . ?) (You know . . . ) By ten o'clock her arms and legs were rendered She couldn't talk cause her mouth had been extendered Looked to me as though she had been blendered But was this abject misery? No! No! Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy! Well . But was this abject misery? No! No! Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy! But was this abject misery? No! No! Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy! It might seem strange to Herb and Dee— Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy!