L.a. Guns

Betty Bunion was a strange little fish
She could teach a boy a thing or two
Just grab an ankle and you can make a wish
And she can fly you to the moon
Sweet Sally Seagull was a gypsy and a tramp
I wouldn't know but I've been told
Once you get in there it's a little cold and damp
Ain't the kinda woman you can hold
To the left and to the right
Nothing in between
Out of mind and outta sight
Lost inside a dream
Mother Mary Maple's been sleeping with the lord
Never seen a woman so confused
If you should ask me I'd say that she was bored
Never seen a bible so abused
To the left and to the right
Nothing in between
Out of mind and outta sight
Lost inside a dream
Penelope the Pirate was a pin ball machine
She had two triggers on her hips
You could play her all night and never find the seam
Just make sure the balance never tips