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Lyrics for Yummy Down On This by Gang Bloodhound:
| | | Artist: | Gang Bloodhound |
| | Album: | Hooray for Boobies | | Track: | Yummy Down On This | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 155 | | | | Lyrics: | Yummy down on yummy down on this down on
Yummy down on yummy down on this down on
Yummy
down on yummy down on this down on
Yummy down on yummy down on this down on
Ouch it
won’t reach my mouth
If I could do it myself I’d probably never leave the
house
But I can’t so here’s where you come in
Giving it "Diff’rent
Strokes" just like Arnold Drummond
Hummin’ hmm hmm good like Campbell’s
And
you’ll handle the sack like the quarterback Randall
Cunningham like Joanie loves
Chachi
They call him Ralph Mouth ‘cause he’s down on Potsie
Rocky chasing the
chicken
Watch the plot thicken with the cock when your lickin’
Me like Apollo your
Creed my Mission
You go down for the count I countdown ignition
Blast off you’re a
rocket scientist
A genius what I mean is you suck at this
So escargot ‘cause my
snail needs Frenchin’
You must be five stars cause my staff’s at full
attention
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Dinner for one I know you got your reservations
Starvation like a Third
World Nation
So do it for the children and I’ll make a donation
My fly’s in
your eyes let me rise to the occasion
In my Underoos I tend to be brief
So when
you’re sinking your teeth deep into my beef
You can fondle but it’s kind of like
McDonald’s realize it’s
Just a Happy Meal so you can’t Super Size
it
Told to hold the pickle then you went and blew it
Gherkin off and the Special Sauce
comes included
But you knew it did so concentrate like Tropicana
To eat a Chiquita you
need to grow the banana
So can ya Bob like Dylan on my Peter like Criss
‘Til
it’s Chubby like Checker c’mon baby do the twist
It’s all in the wrist
like table tennis
So beat me like Betty Crocker cake mix
Yummy down on this down on
this down on this (x4)
Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it (x4)
If
you were a Hindu I could aim for the dot
Yummy down on this
Yummy down on
this
Yummy down on this throbbing pole of hot man chicken.
And feel free to
wiggledunk those purple bulldog cheeks | | | |
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