Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

The party ended early, ‘twas only half past nine, And by some stroke of bloody good luck, Her room was next to mine. And so like Christopher Columbus, I started to explore, I took up my position, At the keyhole in the door.

Oh the keyhole, keyhole, keyhole, The keyhole in the door. I took up my position At the keyhole in the door.

She sat down by the fireside, Her lily white tits to warm, With only a nylon chemise on, To hide her naked form. If only she would take it off, What man could ask for more? By God, I saw her take it off, Through the keyhole in the door.

Oh the keyhole, keyhole, keyhole, The keyhole in the door. By God, I saw her take if off, Through the keyhole in the door.

With soft and trembling fingers, I opened up the door, With soft and trembling footsteps, I crossed the bedroom floor. And so that no other man could, See what I’d seen before, I stuffed that nylon chemise up, The keyhole in the door.

Oh the keyhole, keyhole, keyhole, The keyhole in the door. I stuffed that nylon chemise up, The keyhole in the door.

That night I slept in rapture, And something else beside, Upon her glorious bosom, Had many a glorious ride. That morning when I woke up, My prick was mighty sore, I felt as if I’d stuffed it up, The keyhole in the door. Hey!