Caught you sniffing my boxers
Who the fuck does that at red lobster?
Creepy like when Tom Cruise laughs
That’s how your finger felt in my ass
I'm gonna come to your house
On a back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you girl
The way your kisses tasted,
Skeeve me the hell out, like shitting naked
Why would I wanna stay friends?
Rather get rape by clowns again
I'm gonna come to your house
On a back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you girl
I rub the lotion on my skin or else I get the hose again