Luyện nghe bài hát Tick-Tits

Let's go

Well, have you her tits?
they are covered in ticks
It's like that
That makes monks their wicks

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

could be better than ticks on your tits?
Except for 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 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?
and saggy, and filled up with pus
This is mom, she hangs out with us

Damn it, I love me ticks
So do the wops and the
And if you you outta
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 this, she'll be banned from the mall

Now set fire to the ticks
It's as easy as flicking Bic
The tick-titted is bursting with flame
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
They sent me to scrape out her
Never guessed I'd be so
By her trap

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

Tick-tits, tick-tits, oh,
Please clean out gash
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 death, I pray
Her body, so in insects
Haven't her face for days

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