The Pink Ink

She's got a little bag she's crammed with her leg hair
She's got a little bag she's crammed with her leg hair
Reminds her of wanting and what she might want

We got a little noise let's see where it got to
We got a little noise let's see where it got to
A track like Mark, but it's only a mark

An appetite for two and vouchers for handouts
An appetite for two and vouchers for handouts
Where's the sense when you're out of the senses?

That's the spot, that's the spot, that's the spot where we drill the hole