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In 1995, “Boy with Breast Implants” was Sockeye’s entry in Spin magazine’s “Worst Band in America” contest. They didn’t win – “if you can tap your toes to it, it’s out”, staffers said of its undeniable catchiness – but the band did get themselves a brief modicum of national television exposure on a...
Little boy no older than six
Was teased daily by all the school bully pricks
Because of his age, most youth are endowed
With a pair of tits that would make Dolly Parton proud
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
The shame that he felt haunted him day and night
And nary a day went by without being in a fright
Because his school chums all had such nice tits
But from this boy's chest no jugs would emit
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
Father was sad, and then he got sore
He took to calling all his boy's schoolmates a whore
But Daddy knew action speaks louder than words
And a boy with no breasts is kind of absurd
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
So Mr. Simmons got his boy some implants
And some new Levi's 501 buttonfly pants
Now all the kids at school are as envious as snot
Because of the jugs young Timmy has got
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants
He was a boy with breast implants