Bo Burnham - I F--k Sl--ts lyrics

s*uts s*uts (It's not a role call but thank you) I f** s*uts s*uts get f**ed When I f** s*uts No if ands, and or buts I f** s*uts I f** s*uts Nice girls are nice But no good for nut s**ing You need a serene night To green-light a bu*t f**ing But that'll be easy with sleazy old s*ut f**ing Boo to the nice girls Praise be to s*ut f**ing I have a list A list Yes a list of all the s*uts I've missed I've never f**ed or s**ed these s*uts Thus my nuts are f**ing pissed So when I f** the lucky s*ut my nut removes her from the list Another dumb cumbucket struck from my nut s**ing, s**-it s*ut, s*ut f**ing bucket list (The pages are blank I know it Why am I lying to you?) s*uts can be white, black, brown or pink or almond s*uts can be skinny with big tits or skinny with small ones s*uts can be perky, preppy or posh With their brains and their clothes all shrunk from the wash But other s*uts are pretty, funny, and smart These s*uts can move all your thoughts from your dick to your heart Talk about science, Music or art They can put your together Or they can pull you apart Don't trust these s*uts Don't you dare They'll force you to trust them and love them and care And then they'll be gone And you'll be aware of the hole in your heart That that dumb s*ut left there