| My ladies, please come closer
|
| My name is Random Tox
|
| I have the great honor and pleasure
|
| To present to you Turnex, the son of Durex
|
| The blender for the next millennium
|
| This is a revolution for your kitchen
|
| Smashed potatoes, sliced tomatoes
|
| Apple juice, blueberry, raspberry
|
| Cherries and peaches in a fraction of a second
|
| Turnex, the son of Durex
|
| The only blender which can be turned
|
| Into the most powerful vacuum cleaner
|
| Blenders for sale and I am selling to girls
|
| They always know who I am, what I do
|
| She gave me no wink, just a smile of her hips
|
| And a sip of my glass and let’s go
|
| She looked in my eyes
|
| No need for this ride
|
| She’s a queen
|
| She’s pristine and a slave
|
| With a smile of her hips
|
| She was changing my life
|
| We are heading downtown in her car
|
| Her ride is too smooth, no line for a stop
|
| My blenders are flying too far
|
| She looked in my eyes
|
| No mate for this ride
|
| She’s Christine
|
| She’s sixteen, I’m her slave
|
| She is calling me Jake
|
| She keeps me awake
|
| Oh, boy, I was ready to go |