[Chorus: Bob]
Can I put my balls in your jaws?
(Your jaws)
Balls in your jaws
Can I? (x4)

[Verse 1: Bob]
Bob's been suffering with
A bad case of diabetes
And your tongue is the only thing
That will help go and cure me
Whenever I look at you
I get this feeling within my guts
Hope you're not allergic, baby
'Cause this body may contain some nuts

[Verse 2: Bob]
I'll be willing to go haul
My two pairs of footballs
These balls
I'll crawl
Over these brick walls
To brawl
Your call
So I'll stand tall
What I'm packing is not that small
Left one's Steve, right one's Paul
I'll be willing to call up Saul
To hope that your jaws will feel my balls
[Outro: Bob, Cursed Peach]
Cursed Peach: (spoken) Yes!
Bob: (spoken) WOOOOOOOOOO-