I met a woman she's spouting prose
She's got luggage eyes and a roman nose
Her body is slung from side to side
Need a lift she said "much obliged"
Riding piggy-back
I come to her shack

Go inside the place it's a mess, she said
"My name's the liquid poetess"
She unties her mouth
And her buckskin dress
She drinks from a bottle
Labelled tenderness
I'm in one hand in the other's a can, um

She puts me in the can
And smiles through the wall
I got the horror's cos I'm one inch tall
Next thing I know is a girl by my side
Dressed in a bayleaf she's trying to hide
Asked her name, she said "Germaine"

Do the rock do the one inch rock
Do the rock do the one inch rock, yes uh
Do the rock do the one inch rock
Do the rock do the one inch rock
Do the rock do it, do it, do it ma
Dun dun da da dee dun dun
Dun dun da da dee dun dun, yes uh
Dun dun dee dun dun
Dun dun da da dee dun dun
Um, do it, do it, do it
Everybody do the one inch rock