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Utwór: Yummy Down On This

  • wykonawca: Bloodhound Gang
  • album: Hooray For Boobies
  • wyświetleń: 1265

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    Ouch it won't reach my mouth
  If I could do it myself I'd probably never leave the house
  But I can't so here's where you come in
  Giving it "Diff'rent Strokes" just like Arnold Drummond
  Hummin' hmm hmm good like Campbell's
  And you'll handle the sack like the quarterback Randall
  Cunningham like Joanie loves Chachi
  They call him Ralph Mouth 'cause he's down on Potsie
  Rocky chasing the chicken
  Watch the plot thicken with the cock when your lickin'
  Me like Apollo your Creed my Mission
  You go down for the count I countdown ignition
  Blast off you're a rocket scientist
  A genius what I mean is you suck at this
  So escargot 'cause my snail needs Frenchin'
  You must be five stars cause my staff's at full attention
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    Dinner for one I know you got your reservations
  Starvation like a Third World Nation
  So do it for the children and I'll make a donation
  My fly's in your eyes let me rise to the occasion
  In my Underoos I tend to be brief
  So when you're sinking your teeth deep into my beef
  You can fondle but it's kind of like McDonald's realize it's
  Just a Happy Meal so you can't Super Size it
  Told to hold the pickle then you went and blew it
  Gherkin off and the Special Sauce comes included
  But you knew it did so concentrate like Tropicana
  To eat a Chiquita you need to grow the banana
  So can ya Bob like Dylan on my Peter like Criss
  'Til it's Chubby like Checker c'mon baby do the twist
  It's all in the wrist like table tennis
  So beat me like Betty Crocker cake mix
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    Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
  Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
  Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
  Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
    If you were a Hindu I could aim for the dot
    Yummy down on this
  Yummy down on this
    Yummy down on this throbbing pole of hot man chicken.
  And feel free to wiggledunk those purple bulldog cheeks.
  

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