One of my friends
Has got chickens and hens
But he goes to the dance every night
He’s got a love
She’s a stupidest dwarf
How he’s chosen that stuff, for my mind
And throw that stone at me
If I’m not right

Throw that stone at me
If I’m not right

Most of my girls
Are about a few tones
Now I guess they’ll drop stones down at me
But they are not mine at all
Funny, short, plain and tall
I shall keep my soul, I can see it

And throw that stone at me
If I’m not right
Throw that stone at me
If I’m not right

In the end ‘bout that punk
He was really [bad word] He was trying to [bad word] stupid less

And the body he had
Was extremely fat
And I think it was bad – no success

And throw that stone at me
If I’m not right
Throw that stone at me
If I’m not right
Throw that stone at me
If I’m not right