Ageing Welsh pop star, Tom Jones, once stood on the stage in Las Vegas and was bombarded with sweaty knickers thrown at him by female fans who just could not control themselves, they ripped off their undies and poor old Tom, did not smell nice after the show. So, he asked super lyric writer, Jaggedone, to cover a version of his biggest hit and change the lyrics of 'Sexbomb' and divulge to the world his terrifying experience sniffing sweaty knickers from his devoted female fans, and here it is called:
STINKBOMB
Score on me baby and use your cellulite
You scare me badly, I dodged left and right
Your smelly knickers hit me between my thighs
Sexbomb, Sexbomb it was all lies!
Stinkbomb, Stinkbomb, keep your knickers on
no smelly undies in my bed
So I can't deny or lie
your undies smell like a cheesy pie
Now you know what you all are
Stink-bombs Stink-bombs, you're all a Stink-bomb
You can throw them at me, I don't care
rip them off, your underwear
And baby they really don't turn me on
But don't get me wrong, I'll sing this song
These stink-bomb's aint for lovin', they really pong
I'm your main target keep em coming
I just try to avoid your love-struck knicker throwing.
Sweaty undies, I dig the show
the route goes to sex, give me a blow
And yes, you must reclaim your underwear
visit me in my shower if you dare
but leave your undies where they belong
I prefer a mini-sexy thong
You can give them to me, I'll write this song
But you babes are just a crowd of
Stink-bombs, Stink-bombs, you're my Stink-bomb
And babes you really turn me on
Stink-bomb Stink-bomb you're all a Stink-bomb
You can throw them at me all night long
Stink-bomb, Stink-bomb, you're all my Stink-bomb
Give it to me all night long
You can give me more I'm counting up the score
You can turn them upside down. inside out
Pink, white, any colour will do, I just want more
Sweaty knickers in Las Vegas, that's the draw
So come and be my
Stink-bomb, Stink-bomb you're my Stink-bomb
I wish I was Tom!
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