Based on Ein Davar (Israel 2001)

Baaaaaaaaaaaaath…

Quim and nest eggs, balls and bell-ends and muff
Tits and chest hair and jizz and goo and butt fuzz
Yes, I’ve been there, bared my wares, seen odd stuff
In the bath, in the bath, in the bath

Soapy tit wank… splayed atop the flag pole…
And the bath plug that fits in many a hole
That’s the tame stuff – fear not, that’s barely the half
In the bath, in the bath, in the bath

If you dare to go there: shower head and some soap
Just have a care with a soap-on-a-rope
Shove it up there – your hot, slippery slope
But beware: not too soon, not too far
In the bath, in the bath, in the bath

Waaaaaaah!

You have smoked me like a rubber cigar
You’ve abused me, and in ways you might call bizarre
You’re in danger that you’ll take your douching too far
In the bath, in the bath, in the bath

See, you dare to go there: you’re a right bath-time whore
Foamy affairs that should shock and appal
Shan’t turn a hair – I’ve witnessed it all
Pears for men, toy bassoons, cookie jars…
In the bath, in the bath, in the bath

Quaaaa qua-qua-qua, qua-qua-qua qua-qua-qua, quaaaa qua-qua-qua, qua, qua, qua

Me, I dare to go there: hairy clam, hairy bot
Nary a care – head and shoulders, the lot
Yellow and wet, I’ll hit the right spot
In your end, up your shoot, warm and dark
In the bath, in the bath, in the bath

I’ve been there, in your poon, up your arse
In the bath, in the bath, in the baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaath

Quaaaa qua-qua-qua, qua-qua-qua qua-qua-qua

Yes, it’s me, rubber duck, in the bath