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Well, you seen her tits? When are covered in ticks It's like that That makes monks shag their
Say, have you her ticks on her-tits? Not even dog tits are than this Unless of course are covered in ticks
What could be better than ticks on tits? for dick-tits all up in the slit And also, your mother's a The ticks got so big, they won't fit through the
you seen her tits when they're covered in ticks Let's all go lick them, pop them with sticks Tick-tits are growing, saggy and grey And once you fuck tick-tits, you'll go gay
Tick-tits, Tick-tits, I love, tick-tits, Tick-tits, dick-slit, shit, ugh
Have you her tits Underneath all of those Baggy and saggy, and up with pus This is mom, she hangs out with us
Damn it, I love me some So do the wops and the And if you don't you The Mexicans a bug tick-tit piata
I am to ticks And I don't sound like a prick So many ticks, you see her at all If it keeps up this, she'll be banned from the mall
Now set fire to the ticks It's as as flicking your Bic The wonder is bursting with 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 this job on They sent me to out her flap Never guessed I'd be so By her trap
Just a flopping of grayish 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 need the cash,
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 seen her face for days
Her mung-encrusted hole Became a insect bowl Baggy and saggy, and and gross The talk of the town, the toast of the