Lyrics

Wouldn't do it if I was sober But at the bar one night We both discussed the things we hated And myself came to mind Don't ask me what i'm thinking I could say too many bad things in response Your father looks like a fat turd stinkin' Oh no here I go there I go you got me going Again There goes my boy There goes my boy There goes my boy Watch me now
Writer(s): Max Glyckherr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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