Tytuł: Uncouth

• Wykonawca: Queers
• Wyświetleń: 420

Excuse my French I think I swore
  I called your mom a dirty whore
  Pardon me I think I farted
  Please don't think that I'm retarded
  
  Mercy me I think I puked
  Please don't let that get you spooked
  Just overlook that I'm a mess
  While I run my hands up your dress
  
  I'm uncouth
  I'm uncouth
  I'm uncouth
  I'm uncouth
  
  Holy cow I stole your car
  I burned the seats with my cigar
  Kiss my ass, I hate your guts
  I may be rude, but I'm not nuts
  
  I'm sorry baby but that's just the way it has to be
  When we first fucked
  I told you get the hell away from me
  With all my stupid bullshit
  You haven't had enough
  To get fucked up the ass each night
  It must be fucking tough
  
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