Damn girl, what's your deal? We were just tryin' to cop a feel Seems ya got beat with an ugly stick And those thighs are lookin' pretty thick Your genetics didn't bless you So its booze to the rescue! Your hotness level just got toggled Embrace the power of beer goggles
Its an age old technique For in between the sheets Refill our empty cups Blood alcohol level up!
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You got what it takes to fuck some whales? Man the harpoons! Let's bag some tail!
Wouldn't fuck ya with someone else's dick Ladies, we could have our pick But thanks to liquid sense destroyers We're equal opportunity employers Even your goddamn rolls have rolls Before we put it in yar holes We'll find a toilet so we can yack Then pound ya with our monster sacks Bump and grind like you're a perfect ten You think it'll last, but think again Kick ya to the curb and hit the road Shotgun some cans for a quick reload Keep tellin' yourself personality matters As last call quickly descends Hazy judgments become our friendsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
