I've been to hell. I spell it...I spell it DMV Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean Stood there and I've waited and choked back the urge
It's the guy from the Hamburger Train, mate!
I had a friend that took a blet, took a blet and hung himself Hung himself in the doorway of the apartment where he lived His woman and his little bro
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do? What can you do? (And old Junior, you know, got a little crazy with that P.B.J. that one day...??) Grab yourself a can of pork soda You'll be feeling
My name is Mud Not to be confused with Bill or Jack or Pete or Dennis My name is mud and it's always been 'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you
Oh, welcome to this world of fools Of pink champagne and swimming pools Well, all you have to lose is your virginity Perhaps we'll have some fun tonight
It's incredibly hot in here today, incredibly hot in here It's incredibly hot in here today, incredibly hot in here The air is getting slipper and it'
Hello Mr. Krinkle How are you today? Seems the rumors are about your team might move away Now, me I'm sentimental But I'm not one to cry Say there Mr
I pull the blinds then I take my clothes off Dance around the house like nature boy My genitalia and pectoral muscles aren't quite what I would like
Yo moose, stop the car right here. Alright, give it here, give it here. No man let me do it, cool ice. Stay in the car man, stay in the car. stay in the
to think that you lost your cool I'ma do the things that I wanna do I ain't got a thing to prove to you I eat my candy with the pork and beans Excuse
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Yo Anthony man, you just texted me again man Nah man no, he's trynna, he's trynna get me to do a verse on his shit Yeah same dude that used to talk all
Because dinner is, dinner served alone Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? Wrapped in foil Corners are laced with gristle I trust it's been freshly boiled Now, who wants hot pork
my life Everybody looks for something new Like the pony-tailed waitress Who says she really isn't what she seems She will tell you in between the pork
you're waiting there til morning... He's a pork chop. Pork chop. When he's whistlin his romances, and he's making other glances... He's a pork chop. Pork
