| Sitting after supper, watched the FBI |
| Asked for a cigarette, I got no reply |
| Then you dropped your culottes |
| Revealing rubber underpants |
| Sweat was forming in my shoes |
| When you ended our romance |
| I been refused, I lost my shoes |
| Last Monday morning, minus twenty degrees |
| Walked to unemployment on my knees |
| Left without my money |
| Tried to make my trial |
| Judge said, «You're the porno king |
| Go to jail for a while» |
| I been refused, I lost my shoes |
| Bought a Kodak brownie |
| Developed film at home |
| Took some shots of sister |
| Pants were full of foam |
| Took a couple back views |
| Took some up front |
| Three tries, wallet size |
| I was looking at that cunt |
| But I been refused, I lost my shoes |
| I been refused, I lost my shoes |
| Went topless bowling |
| Tried to get some stuff |
| It was a lesbo love scene |
| Strictly treat 'em rough |
| Everything created |
| Under earth and sky |
| Wants to be mated |
| It must couple or must die |
| But I been refused, I lost my shoes |
| I been refused, I lost my shoes |
| Sitting after supper watched the FBI |
| Asked for a cigarette, I got no reply |
| Dogs in the ocean pigs in the sea |
| Well, come on baby and whack-a |
| Whack-a, whack-a with me |
| I been refused, I lost my shoes |