Well me and Kage are hungry. We're hungry for some fruit. We wander through the garden. It would be a hoot. To eat some low hanging fruit. We're on a freaky pursuit. Don't want no high class model. In designer fucking bathing suit. We want the low hanging fruit. Me and Kage are horny. Looking for a snack. Looking for a plump one. With a tasty crack. We want some low hanging fruit. She wears a bee keeper suit. She got the shit kickin boots. We need the low hanging fruit. She got the flip flops on with hot red potatoes. And a butt floss thong with fried green tomatoes. And she loves the song we sing for the ladies c'mon!. Low hanging fruit. She wears a pink parachute. She got the fly tattoo and the honky tonkin' daisy dukes. We love the low hanging fruit. We got the high class voodoo not gonna fuck me. But the low class voodoo sweet chunky monkey. When you smoke that bood it smell like a skunky c'mon!. C'mon!