Later in the evening,
Just about sleepy time.
Walking down the boulevard
in spandex and thigh-highs

Knocking boots and bl*wj*bs,
Whatever you need,
These girls are professionals,
They know how to "suck seed"

Down on the corner, out in the street
If you want a "gummer", ask the 'teacher'
'Cause she's lost most of her teeth

Lord, this line of work, it must be
Murder on the thighs.
If you don't stop stopping,
You're gonna make her chocha dry

Rolling 'round the backseat
While HBO hangs around
She's had more a$$ than the toilet seat
Over at the Greyhound

Down on the corner, out in the street
If you want a "gummer", ask the 'teacher'
'Cause she's lost most of her teeth

Smoking the crack-rock,
Trying to stay high,
Make sure she's had her Valtrax
And get this party started right

Grab that tube of KY
And a latex rubber too
Do the dirty deed knowing
America's watching you.

Down on the corner, out in the street
If you want a "gummer", ask the 'teacher'
'Cause she's lost most of her teeth