Karen had gone away.
So George sat in his house
After playing some croquet.
He sat listening to records
On San Francisco Bay.
He yearned for something better
than wasting his birthday.
And then,
Something went BUMP!
How that bump made George jump!
It was Donna and Jackson
Both soaked to the bone
They were lost in the downpour
and asked to use George's phone
They were looking for a party
but decided to stay.
Their clothes in their dryer,
they wanted to play.
Two nubile you girls
Frolicking in the nude
Took George to his hot tub
for one of many musical interludes
But the next morning
the girl's didn't want to go
And that's when George's troubles
Really started to grow
"You girls should not be here!
You should not be about!
You girls should not be here
When my wife is out!"
George picked up the phone saying,
"Take off my wife's blouse!
I'm calling the cops!
Now get out of my house!"
"Put down the phone," said Jackson.
"And don't be so enraged.
Unless you want the cops to know
We're both under-age!"
Donna and Jackson knocked George out
Tied him to his bed post
And then begin to torture
Their overly-loving host.
They put on his wife's pretty clothes
And ghoulish make-up
And begin to beat George again
after he wakes up.
"I love you the most, Daddy,"
Donna began to shout.
"I sneaked into your room,
And did things you never read about!"
Oh, the things that they bumped!
Oh, the things they hit!
George did not like it!
Not one little bit!
They shook up his house
They did this! They did that!
And while George sat helpless
They even killed his poor cat!
Jackson held a mock trial,
Charged George with statutory rape.
They found him quite guilty
And sealed up his fate!
And Jackson said,
"George, I don't like the way you play.
If your wife could see this,
Oh, what would she say?"
Peter Traynor directed
This surreal little flick.
It's ending's so twisted
I nearly laughed myself sick.
This film is called Death Game
(also known as The Seducers)
What could have been on the minds
of the movie's producers?
Seymour Cassell's voice is dubbed in
and the editing's choppy at best.
Colleen Camp and Sandra Locke aren't shy
about showing their breasts.
I see this film becoming
A new party game
Taking a sip of beer
When you hear a character's name
At one point I tried counting
Each "George" that I heard
But when I reached two hundred
It became quite absurd!
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