He's pretty damn tall, got a big old dick I ain't talking long, I'm just talking thick Can't hit the back of the tuna can But he can sure tear up the sides When the ladies ask, he'll tell them the truth He can't hit them deep, but he can knock them loose Saddle on up for the ride of your life And girl, you'll come to find That two inches is hell At ninety miles an hour When he's bricked up like a stone Hell, he can go for hours He ain't hung like a horse But he sure do got the power 'Cause two inches is hell at ninety miles an hour It's the motion of the ocean, not the size of the boat He'll stick it right in till the buddy jokes He does pretty good with what the good Lord gave him She'll call her friends just ranting and raving That two inches is hell At ninety miles an hour When he's bricked up like a stone Hell, he can go for hours He ain't hung like a horse But he sure do got the power 'Cause two inches is hell at ninety miles an hour Woo He ain't a grower, ain't a shower He's somewhere in between When I'm talking about him I'm really talking about me 'Cause two inches is hell At ninety miles an hour When I'm bricked up like a stone Hell, I can go for hours I ain't hung like a horse But I sure do got the power 'Cause two inches is hell at ninety miles an hour Mm, yeah, ninety miles an hour