December 15, 2010

  • Best Lyrics Ever

    She wants to say, everythings gonna turn out the right way.
    She believes all of this was meant to be.
    A margarita, a little walking. She did a little too much talking,
    then she told me about her STD.

    Im running away, dont want to stay. Sorry if it seems kinda mean.
    But my balls mean so much to me.
    You got an STD, girl, no its just not for me, Girl no.
    A clean bill of health is all mine-a
    I dont want to touch your, Dirty Vagina.

    Im gonna lock my door. Never want to see your panties on my floor
    Close your legs watch some Star Trek. Just dont forget to take your Valtrex
    Im in my Corolla and Im flooring the gas
    Cause I think you need a little Neosporin for your ass.
    Looks like you sat on Papa Johns Pizza.
    Or your bush was attacked by a cheetah.
    I know you just wanna be a good lover
    But like R.L. Stine you got Goosebumps on your cover.
    Your cookie must burning like an Easy-bake Oven.
    Cause, Girl, I smell something.

    Im running away, dont want to stay. Sorry if it seems kinda mean.
    But my balls mean so much to me.
    You got an STD, Girl. No its not for me, Girl, no.
    A clean bill of health is all mine-a,
    I dont wanna smell your, Stinky Vagina.

    You tell me it burns when you pee, but you still think you got a clean pussy.
    I dont believe it. It cant be true. You gotta find somebody else to screw.
    You want sex, I got a better proposal. How bout I stick my penis in a garbage disposal.
    Im grabbing my jeans. Hitting the road. Gonna find somewhere else to blow my load.

    Dont get me wrong, Girl, I think youre a cool chick.
    But I dont want you playing with my hockey stick.
    Cause it looks like your crotch caught on fire, and the doctor tried to put it out with a brick. And that makes me nervous, just a little bit.

    Im running away, dont wanna stay,
    You got more crabs than San Francisco bay.
    More cheese than a high school cafeteria tray, on macaroni day.
    Now if youre thinking, theres nothing she can do.
    Bullshit, Ive got some advice for you.
    Trojan, Durex, Comet, Windex
    Can of Pledge with the lemony scent. I like that best.
    Prescription drugs. A bath tub plug,
    Automatic Shower Cleaner with the Scrubbing Bubbles
    cause I think we all agree you tub has got a little trouble.
    Make it double.

    Snow blower, lawn mower., Vietnam flame thrower.
    Bubble gum, Shotgun. fuck it. Call a bombing run.
    Maybe you can stuff it with some babies breath,
    Then it wont smell like you gave birth, to death.
    Think that was all thats left, let me checkyup. Hope youre not upset.

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