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To the tune of Yesterday.
Syphilis,
It all started with a little kiss,
Now I find it hard to take a piss,
Since I contracted syphilis
Leprosy,
Body parts are falling off of me,
I’m not half the man I used to be,
Since I contracted leprosy
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Call: My name is Jack
Response: Diddly-dum, diddly-dum
Call: I’m a necrophiliac
Response: Diddly-dum, diddly-dum
Call: I fuck dead girls
Response: Diddly-dum, diddly-dum
Call: Fill ’em with my cum
Response: Diddly-dum, diddly-dum
Call: I get frustrated
Response: Diddly-dum, diddly-dum
Call: When they get cremated
Response: Diddly-dum, diddly-dum
Call: Cause, try as I must
Response: Diddly-dum, diddly-dum
All: I can’t fuck dust
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To the tune of YMCA.
Young Girl,
I like it when you go down,
I said, “young girl!”,
Won’t you kneel on the ground,
I said “young girl!”,
With your lips full and round,
On your knees you make me hap–py.
(Spit, spit, spit, spit, spit)
I want to spray you with my DNA,
I want to spray you with my DNA,
It’s a present from me,
a gift to all of the girls,
For you, here are my facial pearls
Drink it down, down, down, Down…
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To the tune of My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean.
Her left tit hangs down to her belly,
Her right tit hangs down to her knees,
If her left tit did did equal her right tit,
She’d get much more action from me
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She’s alright, she’s alright
She’s a little flat chested but she’s alright
(Drink it down…)
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He’s alright, he’s alright,
He’s got a little dick but he’s alright
(Drink it down…)
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To the tune of Row, Row, Row Your Boat.
Down down down your beer,
To pay for your crimes,
Quit complaining ’bout the taste,
There is no sperm this time
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Well, the wiggle of her hips would make a dead man cum,
The nipples of her tits are as big as my thumb,
She’s a mean mother fucker,
She’s a real cock sucker,
She’s a harriet!
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To the tune of You Are My Sunshine.
You are my hash shit, my only hash shit,
You make me stinky, when I wear you,
I’ll always add more, to your collection,
Oh, give my hash shit away
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To the tune of If You’re Happy and You Know It.
There’s a skeeter on my peter, whack it off,
There’s a skeeter on my peter, whack it off,
There’s a dozen on my cousin,
I can hear those fuckers buzzin’,
There’s a skeeter on my peter, whack it off