Damn, I f-cked my aunt… I can’t believe I f-cked my aunt… I f-cked my aunt y’all
I was thirteen, skinny little freckle-faced kid Growin’ up in the country felt like doin’ a bid But the summers were my favorite when we swam in the lake And trips to the city, what a magical place First baseball game, man, I’ll never forget Crackerjacks, bleacher seats and the crack of the bat My friend Tim caught a ball, but he gave it to me And five years later, I fucked my aunt
Damn, I f-cked my aunt… I can’t believe that I fucked my aunt… Man, I really f-cked my aunt… I f-cked my aunt, y’all…
Rainstorms always give me the blues Worst one in ten years on the evening news She rode her bike over cause the streets was closed My aunt standing there in soaking wet clothes We opened some wine and laughed like kids She told me funny things that her and my mom did But then my uncle called and she had to go And twelve years later, I f-cked her sister
It was my eighteenth birthday, the world was still new My parents threw me a party as parents will do My uncle’s wife gave me a punny gift It was an ant farm; man, she was a trip Later that night I was up in my room I watched as the small ant community bloomed So simple, yet so complex, I contemplated my own life And wondered what would come next I took out my favorite ant and crushed it with my dick And also, I f-cked my aunt
Damn, I f-cked my ant And I f-cked my aunt… Man, we f-cked our aunts… We f-cked our aunts, y’all…
Oh, I can’t believe it They f-cked their aunts I mean, I f-cked my aunt, too But you don’t see me making songs about it Although we technically didn’t have sex Just some above the clothes stuff And some under the clothes stuff I mean, what is sex, really? Is it just penetration? Or do you have to finish? ‘Cause I finished…
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