Sweet Derrière

A word of advice when fire breathing
Be sure not to swallow the fuel
What happened to me, could happen to you
Oh man, I was such a fool
I held the flame out in front of my face
And I opened my mouth there in Leicester Square
But there was no combustion
I'd swallowed the paraffin
Oh, my poor sweet derrière

Wooooh, my sweet derrière
The pain is more
More than I can bear
Woooo-wo-oh, my sweet derrière
The pain is more
More than I can bear

I'm striding like an Olympic walker
I'm moving in slow motion
There's gas coming out of my ass
And I'm hoping there's no explosion
The pain is written on my face
Feels like a thorn bush jammed
Up you know where
With every step there's a sharp pain
Oh, my poor sweet derrière

Wooooh, my sweet derrière
The pain is more
More than I can bear
Woooo-wo-oh, my sweet derrière
The pain is more
More than I can bear

Oooooo, my sweet derrière
It's the worst for wear
Oooooo, my sweet derrière
I hope it can be repaired

I'm striding like an Olympic walker
I'm moving in slow motion
There's gas coming out of my ass
And I'm hoping there's no explosion
The pain is written on my face
Feels like a thorn bush jammed
Up you know where
With every step there's a sharp pain
Oh, my poor sweet derrière

Wooooh, my sweet derrière
(Oh, yeah)
The pain is more
(The pain is more)
More than I can bear

Woooo-wo-oh, my sweet derrière
(Oh, yeah)
The pain is more
(The pain is more)
More than I can bear

Woooo-wo-oh, my sweet derrière
My sweet derrière
My sweet derrière



Credits
Writer(s): Spaceman Africa
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