Based on Norway 1964
Arne Bendiksen — Spiral
Whether they’re short or they’re long, in volume you just can’t go wrong
Shiny and super-smooth, bent out of shape and used
I’ve got a boner for dong
Sizes and colours all, denominations galore
Oh, I adore it, I’m a whore for it
Dong
Love how it feels in my hand, wish it would grow on command
If I could have my way, I’d sniff it night and day
My very own fairyland
I wish I had loads to spare, still, I’m prepared to share
There must be more men who favour my first love
How it curls up and then unfurls and straightens again
With hands in pockets, I want to stroke it
Then blow a wad on a friend
Whether it’s right or it’s wrong, I find I am always on song
When I just light the fuse, fully embrace my muse
And damn well load up on dong
I’m always after more, deposit first, then withdraw
On all fours for it, I’d beg to score it
Dong
(Counts up all the dong he’s blown recently)
Sadly they never last long, I’ve blown 10 mil this week alone
Don’t need a super-sleuth to work out my excuse
I’ve got a boner for dong
My favourite currency is by far Vietnamese
Oh, I adore it, I’m a whore for it
Dong, dong, dong, dong
On all fours for it, I’d beg to score it
Dong
Dong
