A pretty peasant
Blue eyed blonde
She's so light, her father isn't
She's happily cutting the lawn

I'm just happy she's wearing that short dress
I'm just happy that I can see her ass
I just hope her father won't pass
And introduce me to an axe.

So what if I have a pussy
So what if my name isn't Lucy
I'm the woman who likes little girls
I'm the woman who secretly buys them pearls

So what if I can't wear a dress
And if I ever had one, it's deep in the grass
I don't mean to make a mess
I just want girls that their fathers don't own an axe.