A lady named Jane
There once was a lady named Jane,
Who screwed a moose on the back of a train,
On her head, antlers grew,
And she started to "moo",
But doggie-style wasn't a strain.
There once was a lady named Jane,
Who screwed a moose on the back of a train,
On her head, antlers grew,
And she started to "moo",
But doggie-style wasn't a strain.