Bloodhound Gang Lyrics
Bloodhound Gang Lyrics
"Yummy Down On This Lyrics"
Perpetual Lyrics
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Yummy down on yummy down on this down on
Yummy down on yummy down on this down on
Yummy down on yummy down on this down on
Yummy down on yummy down on this down on
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
Wegetacja Lyrics
Szary dzien, szara noc Powszednia nasza rzeczywistosc I tylko czasem w inny swiat Przenosi nas cudowny Piwa smak Zyjemy tu bez zadnych szans Na lepsze jutro, jasniejszy dzien Jak dlugo jeszcze nasze dni Rozjasniac ma cudowny Piwa smak Stworzyli nam pozory wolnosci Osadzili w sztywnych ramach Ten m
your Creed my MissionSzary dzien, szara noc Powszednia nasza rzeczywistosc I tylko czasem w inny swiat Przenosi nas cudowny Piwa smak Zyjemy tu bez zadnych szans Na lepsze jutro, jasniejszy dzien Jak dlugo jeszcze nasze dni Rozjasniac ma cudowny Piwa smak Stworzyli nam pozory wolnosci Osadzili w sztywnych ramach Ten m
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
Spirit Ditties Of No Tone Lyrics
Bless spirit ditties of no tone. Inspirations. Unsensations. Modulate more silence. You and I may forsee. We can be history, Painted on wall that's near Ought to. Montage fragments. Ditties of no tone. Montage fragments. Ditties of no tone. Bless spirit ditties of no tone. Inspirations.<
Starvation like a Third World NationBless spirit ditties of no tone. Inspirations. Unsensations. Modulate more silence. You and I may forsee. We can be history, Painted on wall that's near Ought to. Montage fragments. Ditties of no tone. Montage fragments. Ditties of no tone. Bless spirit ditties of no tone. Inspirations.<
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
I Was Left On The Street Lyrics
I Was Left On The Street - Bill Monroe A policeman's whistle gayly, a smile upon his face As he walked along the old familiar beat He saw a little bay crying and thought his heart would break Standing bare foot in the middle of the street I was left on the street with no shoes upon my feet When I saw my mom and dadd
like table tennisI Was Left On The Street - Bill Monroe A policeman's whistle gayly, a smile upon his face As he walked along the old familiar beat He saw a little bay crying and thought his heart would break Standing bare foot in the middle of the street I was left on the street with no shoes upon my feet When I saw my mom and dadd
So beat me like Betty Crocker cake mix
Yummy down on this down on this down on this
Yummy down on this down on this down on this
Yummy down on this down on this down on this
Yummy down on this down on this down on this
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.