Billy Boy from Horse Play by The Girlfriends

When I was thirteen it hit me like Santa´s sleight
This multitude of voices ripping inside of me
For this feeling most foul
For this festering itch
For this fallos most erect
Oh Lord this coming of age

When I turned fourteen I was prowling the streets
Looking for the meat for me to havoc and eat
Killing for the pain, driving me insane
How many limbs must I tear apart anyway?
For this lust of mine
For this heat inside
For this man-ass ever so divine
Oh my God this coming of age

When I turned fifteen they locked me up in “juvee”
Bending the boys backs just to fill my gooey greed
Taking what was ripe for the picking
A feeble hole to stick my dick in
What did I do so wrong?
What is this crime of mine
The cause for years to be lost?
Oh father this coming of age

When I turned eighteen they let me out of the slammer
Back on the streets giving pleasure to those in need
Looking for the pain, still driving me insane
Graving for that dead flesh I had left behind of me
And so I did visit his grave
Ejaculated straight away
And so did I cry,for that man-ass too divine
Hey Billy-Boy this coming of age

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