Sta.sh
are you waiting for his tongue to come,
and spread a plague below your waist?
you spread your legs, ready for his peg
hoping a baby would help your case.
too bad he was cleaner than the nuns at your convent,
if he had known who you were would he be so content?
to sharing a bed with a woman of "God"
if the beer goggles were off he'd see through your facade.
shame on you (sinner)
whore, you are the (winner)
congrats on your all expense paid trip to hell,
they say it's not too bad except for the smell
let me know when you get there,
a postcard would be nice.
but babe, when you're down there
their tongues are like knives.
such a holy laborer doing His deeds,
should never go hungry, but on you they all feed.
your milk is a bit lower for the men (between your legs),
their tongues are soo long, are they (eating your eggs)?
gyrating's not all, they'll find down there,
there's a few crabs that live between your hair.
but they get what they pay for, their dreams must come true,
for a dollar fifty they get an hour or two.
shame on you (sinner)
whore, you are the (winner)
congrats on your all expense paid trip to hell,
they say it's not too bad except for the smell
let me know when you get there,
a postcard would be nice.
but babe, when you're down there
their tongues are like knives.
there's nowhere to hide,
we caught your ass on tape.
you can go ahead and lie,
but your consent doesn't count as rape.
you fell below the bar,
on the way down you burned,
the tied your neck with the
umbilical chord.
shame on you (sinner)
whore, you are the (winner)
congrats on your all expense paid trip to hell,
they say it's not too bad except for the smell
let me know when you get there,
a postcard would be nice.
but babe, when you're down there
their tongues are like knives.
(oh!)
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