How can you not love a song that has lyrics that talk about a woman's nether regions as a map of tasmania, and describes it as a bushy triangle.

soft and sweet and shape like a triangle! some girls want no shape and they shave it all i think sad it hurts with the stubble walk in named look like an eight year old! i say grow that shit like a jungle give ‘em something strong to hold onto let it fly in the open wind if it get too bushy you can trim