O, Canada

We're poking, and a-rolling up the great rocky mountains
To a land where the maple leaf flies high
She's stunning, and she's cunning and hides her VIRGIN eyes
But Uncle Sam's got a BONER right between his thighs

The French, and the British have made a pretty lass
Her curves are green and fertile with the Hudson up her ASS
He's hungry, and he's thirsty and he whispers to her quick
My pretty girl Canada, please suck my DICK

chorus:
O Canada, where are your sons and daughters
Sworn to protect you through HELL or high waters?
She blushed deepest red before she could reply
They are all in Vancouver, trying to get HIGH

She tries, to oblige, but Sam he wants some more
Absolute control over his newest national WHORE
He scuffs, and he bluffs, and he mostly treats her rough
Now she's got eleven scud missiles up her butt