Luyện nghe bài hát Tick-Tits

Let's go

Well, you seen her tits?
they are covered in ticks
It's shit like
That makes monks shag wicks

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

What could be better ticks on your tits?
Except for all up in the slit
And also, your mother's a
The ticks got so big, they fit through the door

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

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

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

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

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

Now let's set to the ticks
It's as easy as flicking Bic
The tick-titted wonder is with flame
Her tits are on fire, I don't her name

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

I got this job on
sent me to scrape out her flap
Never I'd be so impressed
By her trap

Just a flopping mass of skin
Oozing in her from every
Did I to mention
morbidly obese?

Tick-tits, tick-tits, oh,
clean out your gash
Tick-tits, a rugby 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 suffering is now
She death, I pray
Her body, so covered in
seen her face for days

Her 'ginal hole
a swarming insect bowl
Baggy and saggy, and and gross
The of the town, the toast of the coast