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Well, you seen her tits? they are covered in ticks It's shit like That makes monks their wicks
Say, have you seen her on her-tits? Not even dog tits are better than Unless of they 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 the door
Have you seen her tits they're covered in ticks Let's all go lick them, then pop them sticks Tick-tits are growing, they're saggy and And once you fuck tick-tits, you'll 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 your mom, she out with us
Damn it, I love me some So do the wops and the And if you you outta The Mexicans a bug tick-tit piata
I am to ticks And I don't wanna sound 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 fire to the It's as easy as flicking Bic The tick-titted wonder is bursting with Her are on fire, I don't know 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 tick-tit-dick-slit
Just a flopping of grayish skin Oozing in her every crease Did I to mention morbidly obese?
Tick-tits, tick-tits, oh, Please clean out your Tick-tits, a rugby team is at the 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 found death, I Her body, so in insects Haven't seen her face for
Her mung-encrusted hole Became a swarming insect Baggy and saggy, and and gross The talk of the town, the of the coast