October 8, 2016

Word of the Day Set to Music in 1931

Harry Roy & His Orchestra "My Girl's Pussy" (1931)


There's one pet I like to pet
And every evening we get set
I stroke it every chance I get
It's my girl's pussy

Seldom plays and never purrs
And I love the thoughts it stirs
But I don't mind because it's hers
My girl's pussy

Often it goes out at night
Returns at break of dawn
No matter what the weather's like
It's always nice and warm

It's never dirty, always clean
In giving thrills, never mean
But it's the best I've ever seen
Is my girl's pussy...

And then there's the current occupant of the White House.....

President Obama says, "Gotta have them ribs and pussy too!"

Posted by gerardvanderleun at October 8, 2016 3:32 PM
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Ha ha ha, great lyrics.

Posted by: tonynoboloney at October 8, 2016 4:22 PM

You have truly outdone yourself. The Pantheon is yours alone. I would love to blast this from mega speakers outside the next Hillary rally with a life-size cutout of Bill swaying to the lyrics with that famous s**t eating grin on his face. Again, sir, you have done the country a service. We are not worthy, we are not worthy.

Posted by: Ralph Kinney Bennett at October 8, 2016 4:34 PM

Isn't that special?

The pet Negro pretending to be colored for the patrons of the Cambridge Public Library. We're so enlightened here.

Posted by: Rob De Witt at October 9, 2016 5:55 AM

With his long legs and his short hairline trim, I wanna see this boy tap dancing for loose change in the French Quarter. I'd toss him giddy-cents.

Posted by: Jack at October 9, 2016 6:49 AM