Yes now Andrew Oldham sittin' on a hill with Jack and Jill (Jack and Jill)
f***** all night and sucked all night and taste that p**** till it taste just right
Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
Oh suck it Andrew (go on Andrew), f*** it Andrew (go on Andrew)
Oh Andrew (yeah) God! You really know this way around
(down down down down)
Well I said I wouldn't lay you baby, till the day that we would wed
But every time I kiss you, you know, I forget just what I said
Well well I let you keep it tonight if you hold me, hold it real tight
Oh oh Andrew (oh Andrew) oh oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
Come and get it, little Andrew, before sir Edward will take it 'way from you,
Little c*** Edward
Come on, get up little Andrew come on now
Huh huh I play the blues now, everybody, I play the blues
Huh f*****'! the Rolling Stones are a great f*****' group
What a lot of b****, Phil Spector is a lot of s***
I though Phil Spector was a lot of s***
But now I've heard the group, now I know their a lot of s***
That was fine
Got my Beatles shoes on and I'm just rarin' to go
Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yeah)
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah,
Listen Andrew, Phil, Rev. Lewis, the Rolling Stones, Phil Spector
Gene Pitney , Burt Bacharach, al davis musical radios, birds
You know that Andrew has a walk with you baby,
Andrew has a talk with you baby
Now I know Andrew understood
That's what happen when the gettin' get good
Oh Andrew (ba ba) oh Andrew (ba ba)
Suck it Andrew (ba ba) f*** it Andrew (ba ba)
Edward where are you, Andrew is makin through
Andrew, s***
f***** all night and sucked all night and taste that p**** till it taste just right
Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
Oh suck it Andrew (go on Andrew), f*** it Andrew (go on Andrew)
Oh Andrew (yeah) God! You really know this way around
(down down down down)
Well I said I wouldn't lay you baby, till the day that we would wed
But every time I kiss you, you know, I forget just what I said
Well well I let you keep it tonight if you hold me, hold it real tight
Oh oh Andrew (oh Andrew) oh oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
Come and get it, little Andrew, before sir Edward will take it 'way from you,
Little c*** Edward
Come on, get up little Andrew come on now
Huh huh I play the blues now, everybody, I play the blues
Huh f*****'! the Rolling Stones are a great f*****' group
What a lot of b****, Phil Spector is a lot of s***
I though Phil Spector was a lot of s***
But now I've heard the group, now I know their a lot of s***
That was fine
Got my Beatles shoes on and I'm just rarin' to go
Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yeah)
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah,
Listen Andrew, Phil, Rev. Lewis, the Rolling Stones, Phil Spector
Gene Pitney , Burt Bacharach, al davis musical radios, birds
You know that Andrew has a walk with you baby,
Andrew has a talk with you baby
Now I know Andrew understood
That's what happen when the gettin' get good
Oh Andrew (ba ba) oh Andrew (ba ba)
Suck it Andrew (ba ba) f*** it Andrew (ba ba)
Edward where are you, Andrew is makin through
Andrew, s***