Fingerful Lyrics - Lunachicks

I see you down there 

With your balding hair 

And I wanna touch the spot 

I dont care what used to be there 

I just wanna touch the spot 

I got some plastic drawers 

And here there are no laws 

A tickle with a feather 

In hot shorts made of pleather 

I got a fetish for it 

And I just cant describe it 

It gives me such a rush, makes me wanna blush 

I pick it, I pluck it, I touch it, and then oooh.... 

A tickle with a feather 

In hot shorts made of pleather 

Heels and slippers make me quiver 

Shake, shake, shake 

Cakes and muffins and cookies too 

And pies in the face 

Toys & boys & rings & things 

Shake & bake and everthing 

Cum & shit & furniture 

And public bathrooms thats for sure 

Smelly socks and underwear 

Eye snots and pubic hair 

Crooked teeth and sexy arms 

Elvis, dice & lucky charms 

I see your hiney, its big and shiny 

You better hide it before I bite it! 

To make you understand, 

Well you just gotta try it