Belly like a Snake -

I’d crawl on my belly like a snake

For a good piece of cake

I’d crawl on my belly like a snake

For a good piece of cake

Love in the trenches

Love that wrenches

Love in the trenches

Love them wenches

I’d crawl on my belly like a snake

For a good piece of cake

I’d crawl on my belly like a snake

For a good piece of cake

I’m up for the battle

No time for the cattle

I’m proud of my scars

So I hang out in bars

And I drink to excess

'Cause my life is a mess

I make a lot of racket

I wear a leather jacket

I play my guitar

Can I borrow your car?

She’s in love with ramphoryncus?

I’d crawl on my belly like a snake

For a good piece of cake

I’d crawl on my belly like a snake

For a good piece of cake

Love in the trenches

Love that wrenches

Love in the trenches

Love them wenches

I’d crawl on my belly like a snake

(If I thought I could make it)