Going to kiss your grandmother goodnight and she slips you the tongue.
It's all tongue and groove.
There's no accounting for taste.
On Whale Weigh Scales.
At the whale weigh station of course.
There once was a fellow McSweeny Who spilled some gin on his weenie Just to be couth He added vermouth Then slipped his girlfriend a martini
when it slips out.
They were scared of sparks flying.
They have the gift of tongues...
Naana
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When you go to kiss your grandma goodbye and she slips you the tongue.
