Text: Scabs. Don't Be So Stingy With Your Pingy.

I know I came home late last evening
And my excuses you weren't believing
But, baby, I love you, you know that's the truth
So let me step inside your telephone booth of love

And don't be so stingy with your pingy
Baby, tonight
Don't be so snappy with your pappy
Baby, do me right

I guess you got a little bit uneasy
When I show up last night slightly greasy
And now your telling me that you will not please me
Baby, don't tease me, believe me I need thee, don't leave me

Don't be so stingy with your pingy
Baby, tonight
Don't get so loco with that vocal
Baby, do me right

My lies are ineffectual
'Cause you're so damn intellectual
I need a correctional inspectional
Can't you see, you're so ineffectual

You're so damn animated
I don't care if you're contaminated
I've done all the math, honey
And all my figures have been recalculated

Don't be so stingy with your pingy
Baby, tonight
Don't be so shitty, show some pity
Don't get so uptight

Don't be so stickler with your pickler
You know that ain't right
Don't be so stingy with your pingy
Baby, do me right