Слова песни FMJ — Mama and Papa were laying in bed

Mama and Papa were laying in bed.
Mama rolled over, this is what she said:
Ah, gimme some...
Ah, gimme some...
P.T. ...
P.T. ...
Good for you!
And good for me!
Mmm, good. Mmm, good.
Up in the morning to the rising sun
Gotta run all day till the running's done!
Ho Chi Minh is a son-of-a-bitch!
Got the blueballs, crabs and the seven-year-itch!