I just thought I give you the lyrics to a fishing/blues song I wrote a few years ago. I cant understand my my old band wouldn't play it.
I got a tasty worm,
I got a real stiff pole
Gonna squeeze me out some joy juice from my secret jelly roll
(Chorus)
I'm gone fishin'...down to my honey hole
When my baby goes a fishin, know she likes to use my real stiff pole.
She likes to work on top,
and man she makes it float,
But when she starts a crankin she can really rock my boat
(Chorus)
She's lookin for the big one,
and so I'm workin deep,
And when she gets 12 inches thats the one she's gonna keep
(Chorus)
This really is a song I wrote back in "95 that my band would not play. They thought it might be too sugestive
I got a tasty worm,
I got a real stiff pole
Gonna squeeze me out some joy juice from my secret jelly roll
(Chorus)
I'm gone fishin'...down to my honey hole
When my baby goes a fishin, know she likes to use my real stiff pole.
She likes to work on top,
and man she makes it float,
But when she starts a crankin she can really rock my boat
(Chorus)
She's lookin for the big one,
and so I'm workin deep,
And when she gets 12 inches thats the one she's gonna keep
(Chorus)
This really is a song I wrote back in "95 that my band would not play. They thought it might be too sugestive