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 ual deviants!

But Julian would never understand
And doesn't he know?
But 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 brash cowgirl with her hands petting your crotch
And humping you in towering grass
Naked and gender-bending
What makes you think the two of you will last?

For there's no dame or man for her
There's just this open road where she hails down a pervert
With the usage of her giant thumb

Jellybean, you could [bad word] 
The intellect of her mind
And just because you can make [bad word] with your hand
It doesn't mean that she'll be your woman

Now 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 fancied him as your therapist
But he's just a sadistic sodomist who gave you that [bad word] 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, yeah

My Thumbelina, my Thumbelina
My Thumbelina, my Thumbelina
My Thumbelina, my Thumbelina
Hey, have you seen her?