You Got'a Pay for Pussy

“You Got’a Pay For Pussy”,
Says my cousin Joe
If you wan’na get fucked
Or you wan’na get blowed
Gals think of pussy
Like a piggy bank
Put in the coin
Then fill the tank
Joe has a girly who
really ain’t a whore
But before he fucks her
He takes her to a store
Buys her a dress
Or a wash’en machine
Gets her into bed
She starts to scream,
“I love ya, I love ya”
(and the stuff that you buy)
If it wasn’t for that
She’d piss in his eye
But like cuz says
Ya got’a pay for puss
Even if ya marry it
Even if you’re a wuss
You ain’t gon’na dip your golden wand
In the sweet Mrs.’ honey pond
Less’en you bring her your Friday pay
That’s your one ticket for a roll in the hay
If you’re think’en of fuck’en her sis
You better know that hour of bliss
Will cost you half of all you got
Plus kids support is quite a lot
While your dole’n out this cash
Know full well she’ll be do’en trash
Fuck’en her old boy friend in your bed
Who’ll burn your end table instead
With a cigarette to show disrespect
For the all the free pussy he’s gon’na get
Well it’s not really free for buddy Phil
It’s just that you have paid the bill
So don’t try to fuck without a dollar
The gal just might start to holler
“You’re rape’n me” which gal’s do
to turn you on during a screw
But if you can’t pay
remember Mrs. Bobbit’s crime
Who cut off Wayne’s cock
when he didn’t have a dime
Save yourself being short changed
Put some cash in your pocket before you’re maimed
Better to spend a dollar you borrow
Then be piss’en on your shoes tomorrow