Songtext
Caught you
Sniffing my boxers
Who the fuck does that
At Red Lobster?
Creepy
Like when Tom Cruise laughs
That's how your finger
Felt in my ass
I'm gonna come to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you, girl
The way
Your kisses tasted
Skeeve me the hell out
Like shitting naked
Why would
I wanna stay friends?
Rather get raped by
Clowns again
I'm gonna come to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you, girl
I'm gonna come to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you, girl
I rub the lotion on your skin
Or else I get the hose again
I rub the lotion on your skin
Or else I get the hose again
I rub the lotion on your skin
Or else I get the hose again
I rub the lotion on your skin
Or else I get the hose again
I rub the lotion on your skin
Or else I get the hose again
I rub the lotion on your skin
Or else I get the hose again
I rub the lotion on your skin
Or else I get the hose again
I rub the lotion on your skin
Or else I get the hose again
