In the killing fields of the wide boy,

The sharks swim round,

And round,

Hunting,

Hunting,

Hunting,

Trying to be found,

The short skirts stand there so modest,

Their legs so brightly tanned,

They walk home so sweetly,

Always hand in hand,

Will you love me forever?

Yes I will,

I love you too,

They lie in bed together,

Like morning he comes to soon,

I had a boyfriend,

Why did he not ring me?

If only he knew his baby was in me,

I tried to call him on the phone,

His voicemail said,

No one at home,

In the killing fields of the wide boy,

The sharks swim round,

And round.