As clerkes ben ful subtile and ful queynte,
Cor...
And prively he caughte hire by the queynte,
Yeah! Yeah!
And seyde, “Ywis, but if ich have my wille,
Ooooh, that's right, that's right, come on!
For deerne love of thee, lemman, I spille
Yeah - Oh ferchrissakes, the text has gone down to his flipping THIGH!