Luyện nghe bài hát Tick-Tits

Let's go

Well, have you seen her
When they are covered in
It's shit like
That makes shag their wicks

Say, have you seen her
on her-tits?
Not even dog tits are better this
Unless of course they are in ticks

What could be better than ticks on tits?
Except for dick-tits all up in the
And also, your mother's a
The ticks got so big, they won't fit through the

Have you her tits when they're covered in ticks
Let's all go them, then pop them with sticks
Tick-tits are growing, saggy and grey
And once you fuck tick-tits, never go gay

Tick-tits,
Tick-tits,
I love, tick-tits,
Tick-tits, dick-slit, shit, ugh

Have you seen her
Underneath all of ticks?
Baggy and saggy, and filled up pus
is your mom, she hangs out with us

Damn it, I love me some
So do the and the micks
And if you don't you
The Mexicans love a bug tick-tit

I am to ticks
And I don't sound like a prick
So many ticks, you see her at all
If it keeps up like this, she'll be from the mall

Now let's set to the ticks
It's as as flicking your Bic
The tick-titted wonder is bursting flame
Her tits are on fire, I know her name

Tick-tits,
Tick-tits,
I tick-tits, tick-tits
Tick-tits, dick-slit, shit, ugh

I got job on E-bay
They sent me to scrape out her
guessed I'd be so impressed
By her tick-tit-dick-slit

Just a mass of grayish skin
Oozing in her every crease
Did I forget to
She's morbidly

Tick-tits, tick-tits, oh,
clean out your gash
Tick-tits, a team is at the door
We really the cash, tick-tits

Tick-tits,
Tick-tits,
I love, tick-tits,
Tick-tits, dick-slit, shit, ugh

Her is over now
She death, I pray
Her body, so covered in
Haven't seen her face for

Her mung-encrusted 'ginal
Became a swarming bowl
Baggy and saggy, and puffy and
The talk of the town, the of the coast