coo ca choo You were looking at me I was looking at you Coo coo ca choo now what ya gonna do? Oil me up quick Ms. Daisy before I'm lubing up your tailpipe
dug your dame but all I did was kiss her But I got to second base with your mom and your sister I'll wipe the grin off your face like I was a can of
ones are growing. We're the kids in America. Everybody live for the music-go-round. Bright ligths the music get faster. Look boy, don't check on your
Ahoy, sissy! Whatcha got in your mouth sissy?
Bloodhound Gang is here to get it on So rock on brothers, rock on Ashes to ashes and funks to funky Daddy Long Legs is a mean ass honky And Jimmy Pop
I hear it Alright oh yeah Let's put your hands together now, Harlem For, that's right, Harlem That's right, get up, Harlem For the Bloodhound Gang
One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha I'm a gangster, no, I'm a gangster bitch Your momma gave me head, your girlie gave
might say no but I hope you mean maybe Einie meanie miney moe Which of you girls will be my ho' Cross your fingers, grit your teeth 'Cause the Bloodhound Gang
everybody look around hear the sound something specials gonna come your way we got something that is new that is true we got something just for you today
re probably, eh, saying to yourself "Why the hell would a comedic virtuoso like, Rip Taylor Want anything to do with those half witted, white trash Crotch goblins, The Bloodhound Gang
Baby, yeah, first time I saw you, darling, I knew I was in love Tell her, Daddy, the way you took your wheelchair Up that handicap ramp, mmm, it's a mind
hide it When I'm pulling down your panties 'cause I want to get inside it Like a boa a, boa a, boa constrictor Gonna drop off your drawers, shoot straight for your
Excuse me, have you seen my wife's placenta?
you would be the peanut butter then I would play the jelly I'll peel apart your bread and then I'll penetrate your belly Your blood stains mighty bad
{Hey, look at all that meat Ain't she the bitter end?}
Levy You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut You're Buddha, you're Shamu, you're Jabba the fuckin' Hutt You had harpoon scars and your boobies
I get bombed much like Pearl Harbor The price is white right and I'm Bob Barker This is your brain on drugs This is your brain on Jackie Onassis All
Coo Coo Ca Choo You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You Coo Coo Ca Choo Now What Ya Gonna Do Oil Me Up Quick Miss Daisy Before I'm Lubing Up Your