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2004-05-28 11:12:06 ET Nod your head to the disco beat Listen to the music while I beat my meat Find me in the graveyard I am a romancer Work my magic on the ladies like a necromancer But please don't call me a necrophile Cause while I fuck the dead I fuck them with style In the butt in the uterus eye sockets nose Formaldehyde as lube cause anything goes It all goes back to when I was three I solved my mystery in therapy I was three and she was sixty eight She died on her knees while giving me head Doctors said suffocation's what caused her to go Apparently my wad got lodged in her throat During the funeral it was an open coffin I almost got busted while bumpin and tossin When I grew up my secret stayed with me While I stayed at the mortuary If you died on my shift you were fair game I've done my fair share of the dead but never knew one name I'm the type your parents warned you about Masked by the heavy fog with my cock hanging out You're groping around cause you can't see What was that you touched a pole or a tree No you jackass it's my barky cock Hanging out my trousers looking for a fuck It's got more branches than oaken wood I'd shoot my load like acorns if I could I would But I can't so I shant never tell me to repent If I ever wanted to I still cant But I dont want to understand I'm like swamp thing below the waist All the vegetarians crave my penis taste It's got more protein than a soy milkshake and all the meat from the pigs in fucking swine lake Hey if you're dead let me show you what it's all about Take my pants off Vanilla Ice in the house |
