Little Bed Booster

A motor is shaking and rolling your socks
you try to hide it behind the locks
but I can hear the buzzing sound of the fly
would you admit it is your King of Versailles?
The longing is itching and drying your pants
your bed is lacking the bloom of the plants
open your garden for the army of bees
Mr. Chance breeds the green with his expertise
Jack has a sack full of magical beans.

Baby be ready for the late night decoy
a tiny pill grows up the stalk of the boy
that little bed booster
that little bed booster
that little bed booster
serves the crying of joy.

A motor is reaping and mowing your dale
the bed of tulips should grace the Holy Grail
the chap should be baptized at the harvest moon
in the pool full of life force beyond the cocoon.
Abstention is twisting and crossing your legs
you are the goose that should lay golden eggs
a hunk climbs the trunk and sweetly tickles the spot
he won't need a machine to lure you a lot
Jack has a sack full of magical beans.

[Chorus]

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