The Seaside Boardwalk
To the tune of Barry Manilow’s “Copacabana”
Her name was Trix, she is a hooker
With that dress cut up to here, in her hand there was a beer
She would suck your wang, and douche her twah-at
And while she tried to make her bucks, she’d take anyone’s cheap fucks
Across the crowded boards, she worked from eight till four
She had AIDS and no bazookas, who could fuck that whore?
Chorus
At the Boardwalk, the Seaside Boardwalk
The hottest spot if you like VD
At the Boardwalk, the Seaside Boardwalk
Pussy with syphilis was always arrested at the Boardwalk
She’ll give you AIDS (Boardwalk…the Seaside Boardwalk)
His name was Ron, he wore an earring
He was walking to his car, he saw her at the bar
When she stared, he came right over
He took her under the boards, and fucked the slimy whore
He woke up to take a piss, he hoped he wouldn’t miss
There was blood and a single pus drop, but just what did he catch?
[Chorus]
Her name was Trix, she was a hooker
But that was ten years ago when she wasn’t quarantined
Now she’s a junkie in a rest home
With a needle in her hand and a rubber armband
She sits there with her vibe and fucks herself all the time
She lost a job and she lost her good times, now she’s lost her mind