Blame it all on her boots, and her two toned roots.
That showed through your bright purple hair.
And as she walked by she rolled her eyes,
And one rolled right under my chair.
It wasn't your size or her thunder thighs,
That made me want her, all the same.
And when she was through, I was black and blue
And since then I'm living in pain.

Cause I've got a rash low places,
Where the skin is red and the ointment chases,
The itch away, both night and day…
The doctor says that I'm contagious,
That dam woman can go to blazes.
Cause I've got a rash on low places.

I knew it was wrong when she dropped her sarong
And several bits fell to the floor.
And all through the night, it just wasn't right,
Seeing her hair hanging there on the door.
I didn't mean to let out a scream,
When she pulled my chest hair again.
When the morning came round, she weren't to be found.
And since then I'm living in pain.

Cause I've got a rash low places,
Where the skin is red and the ointment chases,
The itch away, both night and day…
The doctor says that I'm contagious,
That dam woman can go to blazes. Cause I've got a rash on low places

Cause I've got a rash low places,
Where the skin is red and the ointment chases,
The itch away, both night and day…
The doctor says that I'm contagious,
That dam woman can go to blazes. Cause I've got a rash on low places