Forgive me, woman, if I look surprised
It's been a while since I laid my eyes
On a big ol' pussy-hair pie
Like I'm lookin' at right now
Guess I got used to the perfect sheen
That all the pussies have in the magazine
How am I supposed to fuck a damn tumbleweed?
Well, I'm about to try right now

Yeah, I'm goin' down, down, down
Yeah, I'm goin' down, down, down
Yeah, I'm goin' down, down, down
To Beavertown

Thing about a beaver with a bush so long
Even make Tommy Lee's dick look small
That ain't gonna slow me down at all
I'm gonna give it all I got

When I go down, down, down
Down, down, down
Yeah, I'm goin' down, down, down
To Beavertown

I'm goin down to the jungle, down to the bush
In between the belly button and the tush
Down to the beef to get me some gravy
I'm gonna make you one happy lady (woo)

You can make a man out a boy like me
Let your pussy hair grow wild and free
Like Bob Ross livin' up inside your jeans
And I'm about to paint right now

When I go down, down, down
Yeah, I'm goin' down, down, down
Yeah, I'm goin' down, down, down
To Beavertown
Yeah, I'm goin' down, down, down
Down, down, down
Yeah, I'm goin' down, down, down
To Beavertown