Hey dainty girl flailing on the side of the road with your great thumb in the air
I hope you don't mind me asking but what happened to your underwear
And does your humble husband know of 'ee hitchin' seedy path with car operating sexual deviants
But julian would never understand
And doesn't he know?
Just because he's a painter and he loves you
It doesn't mean that he has got a clue

about
My thumbelina
I've never seen a pair of digits quite like yours, before
And I have traveled shore to shore
In such arduous pallor
Your almost perfect body's got me quivering in a ball

To that brass cowgirl with her hands petting your crotch
And humping you in towering grass
Naked and gender bending
What makes you think that the two of your will last
For there's no dame or man for her
There's just this open road where she hails down some pervert
With the usage of her giant thumb
But jelly bean you can never comprehend the intellect of her mind
And just because you can make her come with your hand it doesn't mean she'll be your woman.

my thumbelina
I've never seen a pair of digits quite like yours before
And I have traveled shore to shore
In such arduous pallor
Your almost perfect body's got me quivering in a ball

But 'twas a loon on the hillside
Planted a seed between your thighs
You fancy him as your therapist
But he's just a sadistic sodomist who gave you the bastard kid

my thumbelina
I've never seen a pair of digits quite like yours before
And I have traveled shore to shore
In such arduous pallor
Your almost perfect body's got me quivering in a ball

My thumbelina, My thumbelina, My thumbelina, My thumbelina Hey have you seen her?

Writer : REILLY, BRANDON
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.