Telling The Parents
By Charles Peters
Copyright 2002
I was walking down a oneway street and who but did I happen to meet
[To the Dad in the Garden]
Oh, I was walking down a oneway street and who did I but happen to
meet
Old big old bad old Bertha coming down the wrong, wrong way
She was a driving her big old, bad old red old truck
and she was a going a hundred miles per hour
Juggling her cakes, oh she slammed on brakes
and boy how she did slide right into my big flower
The flower was in my hand a shaking like a leaf
when she got out of her truck just to say hi.
[To the Mom in the Kitchen]
I was walking down a oneway street and who but did I happen to meet
and who did I meet
but a sweet, sweet lady who got out of her truck just to say hi
[To the Dad in the Garden]
And she grabbed me by the balls
and she complimented my flower
and she said she thought we ought to get married this hour
[To the Mom in the Kitchen]
And dear, sweet mom, one thing led to another
[To the Dad in the Garden]
And oh dad she put me in that truck
and oh how, how we did fuck
but now we've got to get married.
[To the Mom in the kitchen]
And mom I think you are going to like this lady
She is going to be your daughter-in-law.