If I knew her name I wouldn't have to sit on my hands
  If my mouth don't work I get some help
  And she don't mind if I don't keep my hands to myself

  You're all right
  You put up such a good clean fight
  I'm afraid that you lose tonight
  S-L-U-T
  She may be a slut but she looks good to me

  You're so clean, so refined
  You don't care to get messy just to have a good time
  She's got saggy thighs and baggy eyes
  But she loves me in a way I can still recognize