Otto Titsling inventor
and Kraut had nothing
to get very
worked-up about
His inventions
were failures
His future
seemed bleak
He fled to the opera
at least
twice a week
One night at the opera
he saw an Aida whose
bust was so big it
would often impede her
Bug-eyed he watched
her fall into the pit
Done in by the weight
of those terrible tits
Oh my God
There she goes
Aerodynamaically this
girl was a mess
Otto eyeballed
the diva lying
comatose amaongst
the reeds
And he suddenly felt
the fire of inspiration
so he fled
and futzed
and futzed
and futzed
and futzed
Oh Otto Titsling
had found his quest
To lift and mold
the female breast
To point the small ones
to the sky
To keep the big ones
high and dry
Ev'ry night he'd sweat
and snort searching
for the right support
He tried some string
and paper clips
Yeah he even tried
his own two lips
Well he stitched
and he slaved
and he slaved
and he stitched
Yes
He had invented the
world's first over-the-
shoulder boulder holder
Exhausted but ecstatic
Otto ran out to the dealer
bearing the prototype
in his hot little hand
Now the dealer did not
want to try the darn thing
on but after many initial
mishaps she finally did
And the sigh of relief
that issued forth from her
mouth was so loud that
it was mistaken by some
To be the early onset of
the siroccan winds which
often rolled through the
town with a vengeance
But little did
Otto know
At the moment of his
greatest triumph
Lurked under the
dealers bed was
none other than
The very worst of the
French patent thieves
Phillip DeBrassier
And Phil was watching
the scene with a
great deal of interest
Later that night while
Brunnehilde slept into
the wardrobe Phillip
softy crept
He fumbled
through knickers
and corsnket galore
Till he found
Otto's tit sling and
he ran out the door
Cryin'
Oh my God
What joy
What bliss
I'm gonna make me
a million from this
Every woman in the
world will wanna buy one
I will have all
the goods manufactured
in Taiwan
The result of this swindle
is pointedly clear
Do you buy a tit sling