Pinkerton
Weezer lyrics
Weezer lyrics
"Ass Wipe (Parody Of Hashpipe) Lyrics"
The Failed Paradise Lyrics
Cold blooded murder this is The burning will was not our choice Scared eyes are staring at the sickness Raped bodies will never be bu
Cold blooded murder this is The burning will was not our choice Scared eyes are staring at the sickness Raped bodies will never be bu
Uhhhhh!
I can't help my butt-itch I go out of my mind
This TP 'bout to get me cause it wipes my behind
I can't wipe my business if i cant get a trick
Down on Santa Monica where tricks are for kids
Whoa, come on and wipe me
Whoa, come on and wipe me
(Whoa) come on
The Way That You Love Me (Houseafire Edit) Lyrics
It ain't the clothes that you wear It ain't the things that you buy It ain't your house on the hill It ain't the plane that you flyand wipe me
(Whoa) you got your problems
(Whoa) I got my ass wipe
(Whoa) You got your big cheese
I got my ass wipe
Uhhh!
I can't help my hemorrhoids, they get out of control
I know that you don't care but I want you to know
The pretty scented kind is a favorite trea
For men that don't bother with a taste of a teat
Whoa, come on and wipe me
Whoa, come on and wipe me
(Whoa) come on and wipe me
(Whoa) you got your problems
(Whoa) I got my ass wipe
(Whoa) You got your big cheese
I got my ass wipe
(Ooh) I got my ass wipe
It ain't the clothes that you wear It ain't the things that you buy It ain't your house on the hill It ain't the plane that you fly
(Whoa) you got your problems
(Whoa) I got my ass wipe
(Whoa) You got your big cheese
I got my ass wipe
Uhhh!
I can't help my hemorrhoids, they get out of control
I know that you don't care but I want you to know
The pretty scented kind is a favorite trea
Eastside Story Lyrics
There was this girl I used to see - down on 42nd street She'd walk by on her way to work - n' make the air smell so sweet I used to sit
tThere was this girl I used to see - down on 42nd street She'd walk by on her way to work - n' make the air smell so sweet I used to sit
For men that don't bother with a taste of a teat
Whoa, come on and wipe me
Whoa, come on and wipe me
(Whoa) come on and wipe me
(Whoa) you got your problems
(Whoa) I got my ass wipe
(Whoa) You got your big cheese
I got my ass wipe
(Ooh) I got my ass wipe
Saddest Part Lyrics
My life is always pretending It's endlessly ending with, you I gave up your shadow And that is the coldest, truth
Uhhh!
Whoa, come on and wipe me
Whoa, come on and wipe me
(Whoa) come on and wipe me
(Whoa) you got your problems
(Whoa) I got my ass wipe
(Whoa) you got your big cheese
I got my ass wipe
(Ooh) I got my ass wipe
I got my ass wipe
I got my ass wipe
My life is always pretending It's endlessly ending with, you I gave up your shadow And that is the coldest, truth
Uhhh!
Whoa, come on and wipe me
Whoa, come on and wipe me
(Whoa) come on and wipe me
(Whoa) you got your problems
(Whoa) I got my ass wipe
(Whoa) you got your big cheese
I got my ass wipe
(Ooh) I got my ass wipe
I got my ass wipe
I got my ass wipe