Screwin' makes the world go round
ain't that right now little mama...ain't that right?
ain't that right
Ask my bare bulb in the ceiling
watch my bulb go round and down
but what's it turnin' into dalin'
what'll it finally be?
Malthusian malted milk...my dear!
Malthusian malted milk.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem