CREEPTING AND CRAWLING One night as I was crawling and creeping, creeping, creeping I spied a young maiden so peacefully sleeping So roll you leg over, so roll your leg over, over more I said to her can I come to be with you And then she replied you're not hancuffed or tied So roll you leg over, so roll your leg over, over more. Her drawers were tight and I could not get in them And then she replied there's a knife on the table The knife was sharp and her drawers split asunder And then we were banging like lightening and thunder So roll your leg over, so roll you leg over, over more. In about nine months lay the poor maid asunder And then she remembered the lightning and thunder So roll your leg over, so roll your leg over, over more. 1963. Fighter Pilots Songbook 421st TFS. Song #220 See here: https://archive.org/details/1963fighterpilotssongbook-421st-tfsgetzcollectionno-025/page/109/mode/1up?q=creeping
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