Bwana Dik

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My god, Madge ... you voluptuous New York City slit... Why didn't you tell me before?
It was so hard to tell with your little blousey poo on, but... now that I see you... I would have helped...
I didn't know you were so obviously... PREGNANT...

I've got the thing you need
I am endowed beyond your wildest
Clearasil-spattered fantasies, oh oh oh ...

Girls from all over the world
Love to write my name on the toilet walls
At the Whisky a Go Go
For I am Bwana Dik
I am Bwana Dik
Me Bwana Dik
Me Bwana Dik

My dick is a monster
Give me your heart
My dick is a Harley
You kick it to start

(Chorus line) When Bwana Dik speaks
The heavens will part

My dick is a dagger
I'll force it to fit
My dick is a reamer, Baby
To scream up your slit

Steam it! Ream it! Cream it!

 

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Fillmore East: June 1971