Holy sh**, look at the a** on that hog
Whoa dude, I think I'm in love, man
Oh, b**h
You're just a fat f** queen
A three ton s*ut
The girl of my dreams
I know you f**ed that roadie outside
But I can't wait to eat your sweaty meat pie
Right now
Oh, girl
I think I saw you before
Back behind the bus
On The Summer Slaughter Tour
With three holes filled
And two hands full
I was eighth in line
Somehow I knew you were mine
Now I'm in love
With each and every fold
I can't wait to taste
That greasy slop hole
Oh yeah, your c*nt's a f**ing cave
And your a** is like a tank
But still I can't stop
'Cause oh heck, I'm in love
You fat f**ing b**h
Your mouth rots from herpes and ???
Why'd you f** the whole tour
It's why it's hard with open sores
But I can't say no
I keep coming right back for that monolith crack
Oh yeah, you're just the love of my life
who*e, oh your c*nt is mountain sized