Four *****in' Babes - Viagra In The Waters Lyrics
Just outside of Johnson CityOn a dark and twisting roadIn a Kenworth 18-wheelerWith a heavy, shifting loadHe was pushing through to BinghamtonThough the hour was getting latePfizers finest on a missionTo the pharmacies upstateHe was on a holy missionThere were men who couldnt wait(for his thirty thousand pounds of Viagra)Hed clocked seven hundred milesSince he climbed into the rigJust another twenty-five or soWould finish up that gigBut the trailer hit an oil slickAnd down the hill did fly (Oh, my!)til it landed at the bottomin the towns water supplyIt was instant rigor mortisWhat a hard way to die! CHORUS:Save your sonsShield your daughtersTheres ViagraIn the waters All over Johnson CityPeople rising with the dawnThey drank their morning coffee,Took their showers, watered lawnsAnd who could have predictedAll the changes up ahead?Men were getting up for work,And heading back to bedSo many called in sick,You would have thought a virus spreadDown at the courthouse coffee shopSome stared in disbeliefAs a pack of thirsty lawyersStarted filling out their briefsBut at the local collegeYoung men appeared much smarterNo chromosomal mysteryThey simply studied harderNow water on the rocksIs the latest party starterCHORUS The Johnson City firemenCursed their wretched luckThey could not get their fire hosesWound back on the truckSprinkling holy water at a funeral,Father Ryan said"I know Ive saved their souls,but Ive never raised the dead.Would a couple o strong men help me now-
