If ever -- you want to lie down and talk things over with me
Just come knocking my front door
If ever, pretty little quim-quaker baby
You want to lie down and munch a bit on my pearly, pink, petulent, pullulating, prostatially barfing, semen canal
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knocking
At my front door
Rapunzel -- let down your fair gold hair
To touch my body that's moanin' and groanin' on the ground
Fair locks on your pretty, pretty, pretty breasts
Makes my inner frame lights to light up like lanterns hanging in the sea
Oh baby, roll over
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock,knock, knock, knock, knock, knocking
At my front door
Orient flower -- If ever you want a pink color
Tenderly, tenderly termulate [?] you
To pollinate your pretty cotillions
Hey, little pants down baby
You don't have to call or write or leave messages in the taxi-cabs of absolute reality
Oh, ...less and timeless ...less ... [?]
Oh, I fall down upon the ... [?]
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock,knock, knock, knock, knock, knocking
At my front door
Oh, tongue me my darling of the universe
Without you I'm doing deep knee bends in the void
Then you're fucking in the ... [?]
Without you I'm standing in the cemetery wall
I feel like a mahogany banana turning into shop class lazy [?]
Don't make me spin my luck for the cheerleaders Saturday night at the football field
Don't make me ... [?]
Uh, oh
Uh, uh, oh
Knock Knock was written by Ed Sanders.
Knock Knock was produced by Ed Sanders.