Lyrics Yeast Infection - George Carlin

Yeast Infection

I was dancing with a woman.
She told me she had a yeast infection.
I said.
“Well.
Bake me a fucking loaf of bread.
A couple of corn muffins, a jelly donut.
I don’t give a shit.
I’m always in the market for quality-baked goods.
You couldn’t squeeze a birthday cake out of that thing by any chance, could you?
No. No. I didn’t think so.
No pressure, honey, no pressure at all.
Why don’t you just turn around and give me a nice pineapple upside-down cake.
And a dozen oatmeal cookies.
Skip the raisins.
Icksnay on the aisinsray."