No need for Aunti Fats...just find a group of Harley Riders, or a group of truck drivers...best laughs you will have in your life, and the dirtiest mouths the better...
(Remember I was raised as a sweet little Catholic Girl until I got out on my own...ahem...)
Come out Harley, don't let 'em wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
Aw but sooner or later it comes down to faith
Oh I might as well be the one.
You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd