Last Christmas I went up, For a little vacation, and boy I love Twain Boy I tell you what, oh she makes me Than a retard watchin'
But anyway I her letter in the hotel room I had one of these fancy hotels So I tried to her and sent her this letter This is my letter to and she actually got this letter
Dear Shania, finer than hell, I'd eat your turds You think I'm kiddin', I that charmer off the bat I'd treat you like a winnin' hog And give you the run of my home estate where I live down
Off the alagator infested lake, you what They caught a big oh sixteen long gator In that lake by me, dats right, talkin' world record gator Tell me now you ain't got hard nipples, from our home
Tell you what Shania, I ain't like them Niceville I'd treat you all the best things had to offer call me, here, I'm stayin' at the Chugg-A-Lugg Inn Across from that big joint
Boy I got me one of them beds I you what if you want one I'll sperge And borrow you a couple of quarters, fifty will give you Almost 10 of bed wigglin', you know vibratin'
To let you know I mean business, 'Bout datin' you and to let ya know that I ain't know hard up scumball I even closed a of gifts in this fancy Inn Hotel envolope
Thats there's a bunch of coupons For that Longjohn service restroom down the street And let me tell you sumethin' and if don't ever use that one in there for extra Hushpuppies
Send that son of a bitch back 'cause I might that to my sister And her husband for anniversary There's also a Reggan sticker in there And a bunch of gritch and tits to get her done on tattoos
I had a up special, I think your fine, now call me call out tell one o'clock though 'Cause I'm on the phone Talkin' to one of them 900 dirty girls
in Christ Larry the guy