I like the old standby, take hem out to the woodshed, nails his balls to the wall, him a dull rusty knife and set the shed on fire.
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She sits on the dock a fishin' in the water uh, huh
I don't know her name she's the fisherman's daughter uh, huh
Come on down to my boat baby
Come on down where we can play
Come on down to my boat baby
Come on down we'll sail away.