Smut - The Skyhooks

Smut - The Skyhooks
Slip into a cinema
And give yourself a treat
Better take a raincoat
Could be sticky on the seat
Open up you Twisties
And open up your fly
Pictures start to flicker as your hand
Moves down your thigh
If your mother knew
What you were doing
She'd probably hang her head and cry
And if she thought
That you were whipping the dripping
She'd give you a belt
Extract all the teeth of your fly
Munchy Munchy Twisties
The shorts are such a drag
Make a little opening
In the other end of your bag
Now put your Twisties right down
There in your lap
No-one ever guesses
Whatsit's in the pack
If your mother knew
What you were doing etc
Ooh la la la la la la la la etc
Better get a grip on yourself
You better pull yourself together
Better get a grip on yourself
You better pull yourself together
Better get a grip on yourself
You better pull yourself together
Better get a grip on yourself
You better pull yourself together
Better get a grip on yourself
You better pull yourself together
Better get a grip on yourself
You better pull yourself together
Picture's almost over
But still your not quite there
John Wayne pulls his gun out
And you wish he'd some to spare
Then they turn the lights on
And people start to stare
You find you've got a boot full
And your coat's stuck to the chair
If your mother knew
What you were doing etc
Ooh la la la la la la la la etc