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Cannibal Surf Babe

Well she tied me to the headboard with a surf leach
And her wet hair hugged her body like a long-lost friend
And I really tried my best to get across to her
But nothing she would say could be defended
Well her birthday suit it was her only present
When I looked into her eyes — no history
And I told her eating people wasn’t pleasant
But she laughed a snake eye laugh and walked away from me I watched her as she walked across the coals
I watched her as she walked across the coals
She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird
And I am your nightmare surfer babe
Mr. Wilson where’s your sandbox and your beard
Are you still looking for the perfect microwave