Mrs. Däng Bäng Boogie Bang, Boogie Boogie Bang
New sensation on the market only just for men
Stick it in the wall-socket, press the pinky knob
And diving in desire without pang, you’re getting hot

Buy, buy, money, money, fun, fun, honey
Don’t brood over it, it’s a wonderful dream
Not a lie, not a trick, no illusion, not a shit
Just a robot-woman, Baby, but she is a clean

Joy, joy, jump, jump, greedy, greedy, pump
You only need a minute, but you will not justify
Is there any difference for you and me and all
She’s gonna make you happy, it’s a blessing for your ball

Do it, do it, come, come, neverever lonesome
Groan, but no railing right between your eyes and ears
Such a kindly backside, such a kindly face
Look at her and don’t forget, her cunt is full of blaze

What a face, what a choice
Big pies, more than toys
What a blaze, what a gaze
Big dick starts his race

Mrs. Däng Bäng Boogie Bang, Boogie Boogie Bang
Mrs. Däng Bäng Boogie Bang
No limit for your gun, no limit for your fun
Buy, be a member of the gang

Dong, dong, little dong, little little dong
Your sweety little dong is getting long
Special offer, nice price, get her in a nice size
Wonder-machine’s gonna make you strong

Like a hit, hit, hammer hit, hammer, hammer hit
Mrs. Däng Bäng seems to bring you down and makes you shit
Did you overrate him, did you overrate?
The robot’s hole is looking like a fuckin’ gate, hate !

Shoot, shoot, gonna shoot, yes you’re gonna lick,
It’s bursting your brain and it is bursting your dick
The best shot in your life and you are getting mad
The fuckin’ best purchase, you ever, ever had

Mrs. Däng Bäng Boogie Bang, Boogie Boogie Bang
Mrs. Däng Bäng Boogie Bang
No limit for your gun, no limit for your fun
Buy, be a member of the gang

Dong, dong, little dong, little little dong
Your sweety little dong is getting long
Special offer, nice price, get her in a nice size
Wonder-machine’s gonna make you strong

What a face, what a choice
Big pies, more than toys

Ah dingalingaling, the people, yes, they sing
A new Daddy is born and the children build a ring
Ah dingalingaling, you’re feeling like a king
But you’ll fly to Japan and have Sex with Mailing

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Look at the children and believe you are in heaven
Such a big family, did you ever see?
Mrs. Däng Bäng Boogie Bang, Boogie Body