(Sung to the tune of Away in the Manger)
Away in the bedroom,
The bimbo does sleep,
Alone for tonight,
Cause the wankers are creeps,
But it does not matter,
She has what she needs,
A prick made of rubber,
That just takes two Ds,
It shakes and it rumbles,
It hits the right spot,
It’s dishwasher safe,
And feels good in her twat.
It knows what it’s doing,
No need to explain,
She always cums first,
And it never complains,
Will she get pregnant,
It’s never a guess,
There’s no sperm inside,
So there’s never a mess,
Then when she’s finished,
It goes back in the drawer,
And nobody bitches,
About how she snores.