Living as long as Methuselah
With 500 years in his prime
Having women all that time
Super Fertile Man presses on
He does his deeds
By sewing his seeds
He's Super Fertile Man
With the extra-long life span
With 969 years of life
Is he gonna catch himself a wife?
No! They all die within my prime
I must have women thriving all the time
With 3 billion women on this planet
He has the time to spread the word
He could do it, he could plan it
But then his fun would be a blur
He does his deeds
By sewing his seeds
He's Super Fertile Man
With the extra-long life span
After three hundred years had gone away
He got tired of having a woman a day
So he changed his mind, and turned the knob
Now he gives ev'ry man the best blow jobs
But with all that mouth caught in the action
He was failing his quest for sewing his seeds
And he's starving himself some satisfaction
So he shifted gear and returned to his deeds
He does his deeds
By sewing his seeds
He's Super Fertile Man
With the extra-long life span
Now Super Fertile Man, aren't you tired
No! When I spot a woman my engine gets fired
With a seven day week, do you believe in a rest?
A day off is for God; don'tcha know I'm the best
The clouds opened up and God was in the sky
Saying, "Super Fertile Man I created you."
He pulled down his pants and shot God in the eye
Saying, "Thanks Lord, you know I've got a job to do."
He does his deeds
By sewing his seeds
He's Super Fertile Man
With the extra-long life span
So he lived long a Methuselah
with 500 years of his prime
he got the women all the time
But year nine sixty-nine was up
No chariot came down from heaven
Instead the ground opened up when
the devil yelled, "Come on down
We need your fertility in the ground."
He does his deeds
By sewing his seeds
He's Super Fertile Man
With the extra-long life span
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