Walking down Canal street

I was walking down canal street
Knocking every door
Goddamn son-of-a-bitch
I couldn't find a whore

I finally found a whore
She was tall and thin
Goddamn son-of-a-bitch
I couldn't get it in

I finally got it in
Stirred it all about
Goddamn son-of-a-bitch
I couldn't get it out

I finally got it out
It was red and sore
The moral of the story is
To never fuck a whore.