Sweet Arab Princess (live)
The live version of our once great song about forbidden love with an eight-year-old Arab girl.
We'll lead as two kings.
Nah, fuck it.
Lyrics
I came to this land with one dollar to my name
Fortune, Glory, poor, it's all the same
I started my farm, it was best of times
I didn't pay taxes, one of my crimes
'cause when you're alone, and you need a friend
I'll give you weed, if you give me consent
to touch you, sweet arab princess
My animals, my friends, they're all gone
I'm horny, which brings me to this song
I bought me a whore, but she's only eight
I took her home; had one hell-of-a date
You're more than a friend, not just a quick lay
You're more than a friend, not just a quick lay
I used you for sex, but we're the same
she may be eight, but she puts out like 29
she may be eight, puts out like 29
she may be eight, but puts out like 29
she may be eight, but she's mine........
So when i'm alone, I pick up the phone
I call for love, and take you home
You're sweet little slut, no, a friend
We'll love eachother, that's right, until the end
she may be eight
she may be eight
she may be eight
she may be eight
she may be eight, but she puts out like 29
she may be eight; puts out like 29
she may be eight; puts out like 29
she may be eight, but she's mine....
I bought her for a dime.
