One Inch Rock

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
We 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
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’s a girl 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
Do the rock, do the one inch rock
Do the rock, do the one inch rock
Oh, do it, do it, do it
My my my my my my my my my
Dun dun dun dee dun dun
Dun dun dun dee dun dun
Dun dun dun dee dun dun
Dun dun dun dee dun dun
Dun dun dun dee dun dun
Dun dun dun dee dun dun
Oh, do it, do it, do it
Everybody gotta do the one inch rock