(Spoof of 'Message In A Bottle' by The Police)

Just in Amsterdam, a tourist lost at sea-o
Another horny day, no one knows but me-o
More horniness than any man could bear
Rescue me before I go into there-o
I'm being beckoned in by a girl
I'm being beckoned in by a girl
I hope that no-one sees my
I hope that no-one sees my
I hope that no-one sees my
Massage in a brothel yeah
Massage in a brothel, yeah
A year has passed since I last saw her
I should have known this from the last time
Only she can keep me together
She can mend my soul, but she can break my spine
I was just beckoned in by that girl
I was just beckoned in by that girl
I hope that no-one saw my
I hope that no-one saw my
I hope that no-one saw my
Massage in a brothel, yeah
Massage in a brothel, yeah
Oh, massage in a brothel, yeah
Massage in a brothel, yeah
Walked out this morning, I don't believe what I saw
About out a dozen brothels lined up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone in being alone
A few dozen other dogs looking for bone
They're being beckoned in by a girl
They're being beckoned in by a girl
I hope to get to see their
I hope to get to see their
I hope to get to see their
Massage in a brothel, yeah
Massage in a brothel, yeah
Massage in a brothel, whoa
Massage in a brothel, yeah
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Inspired by Mrs Yorkshire, The Baking Bard and her Words of Wit and Wisdom: https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1AG4RqKZU6/