Uncle bob, you're a drunken slob Daddy brought home a real winner Yeah Wake the guest, drink the tea For his holiday dinner Uncle bob walked through the door He was built He was fucking ga-galore
The strength of his body was kind of a shock The first time he put mike in a headlock He crossed the line Put his feet on the chair How can we fine ? ? aunt?
Uncle bob, you're a drunken fucking slob Uncle bob, you're a drunken slobTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
