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
I'm riding piggy-back
Then I came 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, oh

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

Do the rock do the one inch rock
Do the rock do the one inch rock, yeah
Do the rock do the one inch rock
Do the rock do the one inch rock
Oh, do it, do it, do it
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Oh, do it, do it, do it, yeah
Everybody do the one inch rock
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