Gavin Friday - Baltimore Whores lyrics

There were four old who*es from Baltimore Drinking the blood red wine And all the conversation was “Yours is smaller than mine.” Through me roly, poly, tickle my hole-y Smell of my slimy slough And drag your nuts across me guts I'm one of the who*ey crew “You're a liar,” said the first who*e “Mine's as big as the air The birds fly in, the birds fly out And never touch a hair.” “You're a liar.” said the second “Mine's as big as the sea The ship sails in, the ship sails out Never troubles me.” “You're a liar,” said the third who*e “Mine's as big as the moon The men jump in, the men jump out Never touch the womb.” Swab your decks, me hearties Slice them up with pride Light your oars, you sons of who*es Yours is smaller than mine “You're a liar,” said the last who*e “Mine's the biggest of all The fleet sailed in on the first of June And didn't come back till Fall.”