| Lyrics: | Act II
SCENE ELEVEN
SY BORG
JOE:
Sy Borg
Gimme dat, gimme
dat
Sy Borg
Gimme dat, give me de chromium leg,
I beg
Sy Borg
Gimme dat, gimme
dat
Sy Borg
Gimme dat, give me de chromium leg,
Little wires, pliers, tires
They
turn me on
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe I'm cray
Maybe I m crazy,
mon...
Stroking
several of SY's gleaming appendages JOE continues...
Gee, Sy
This is a real groovy
apartment
You've got here
SY BORG:
All government sponsored recreational services
are clean and efficient
JOE:
This is exciting
I never plooked
A tiny
chrome-plated machine
That looks like a magical pig
With marital aids stuck all over
it
Such as yourself before
SY BORG:
You'll love it!
Its a way of
life.
JOE:
Does that mean maybe later
You'll plook me....
SY BORG:
If
you wish, we may have a groovy orgy
JOE:
Just me and yon?
SY BORG:
I share
this apartment
With a modified
Gay Bob doll
He goes all the way...
Ever try oral sex
with a miniature rubberized homo-replica?
JOE:
No, ah, not yet,
Ah, is this
him?
CENTRAL SCRUTINIZED
This is him.
Your wish is his command
He likes
you
He wants to kiss you always
Just tell him what you
want
JOE:
Really?
Hi, little guy
Think I might get a tiny, but
exciting
Blow.. .job...
Gimme dat, gimme dat
Blow job...
Gimme dat, give me de
chromium cob.
SY BORG:
Bend over.
JOE:
Gay Bob
Blow job
Gimme dat,
gimme dat
Blow job
Gimme dat, give me de chromium cob-acap |
