Fine Apple

Naked Trumpet Man
There's a naked trumpet man Next door to me Whenever he feels like playing he Points his bell at me Through the window I see him playing All day long I don't wanna see that sight ('cos it's really wrong!) He's so well endowed it's hard to believe That an instrument is so damn big, it's Bigger than me He goes... I've got a dirty peeping Tom Next door to me Every time I play my trumpet He tries to see My naked body but I Hope he knows The heating's broke and stuck on full And the curtains don't close I reply, "I hope, I pray, he doesn't love me in that way 'Cos after all I'm straight I think that I'll just move away And he goes... Letras de canciones "I hope, I pray, he doesn't love me in that way 'Cos after all I'm straight I think that I'll just move away And they go... From Letras Mania