Thursday, October 04, 2007

The Blood Hound Gang made a song for Dora...Just making sure I get hate mail...I don't give a fuck...

"So down I go like Im 2000 flushes
I can tell Im doing something right by the way that she blushes
Shes one thats speechless, Im the one thats tongue tied
Shes thinking holy mackerel Im thinking tuna on the side
There must be something wrong with al pacinos nose
Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
Yeah Im snorkeling for clams and it doesnt matter if I wanna be
Dont come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny

Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
I can tell that the cherrys ripe by the way it tastes
Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
And then drink it while eating out down at the seafood shanty
Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
I can tell that the cherrys ripe by the way it tastes
Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
And then drink it while eating out down
at the seafood shanty
"

No comments: