Here's a young one: Hey Rufus, how's the rain on the rhubarb?
You wanna go out with me?
(Yeah, I know, we're out
It's, like, a figure of speech)
All you need is a real girl guide
Give it up and come inside
Slip the leash, shake it loose
Bite the peach, s** the juice
...What did you call me? (Angel...)
What was that again? (Angel...)