Benny loves his pretty little dolls,
As long as they keep their word.
He combs their hair, dresses them in beautiful clothes,
So that nothing can harm their perfection.
When night comes, he likes to play with them,
One of them is shy, but the other fights and threatens.
When your pet starts running,
Although the other baby promises good things,
Benny's heart is broken, tears are streaming from his eyes,
he struggles in vain, because it is not a manly thing to do.
It's his favorite, he needs it back
or the other must inhabit it.