Somewhere under your pubes
By your thigh
There's a crab that I left there
Singing a lullaby
Somewhere by your clitoris
There's an itch
It's a few of his family
Picnicking in your snitch
They skip, they jump, they laugh, they sing
The crabs run races underneath your pubes
They crawl, they fight, they drink all night
They've even got a traffic light
Inside your asshole
Somewhere under your pubes
Crabs do chew
A bearded clam appetizer
But mostly they munch on you
If I get little crabbies
Bet your fucking ass
You're gonna get 'em too
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