.Sitting on the park bench,
Eyeing little girls,
With bad intent.
Snot is running down his nose,
Greasy fingers smearing,
Shabby clothes.
Hey Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun,
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Hey Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck,
Spitting out piece.
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