Monday, September 26, 2005

Suicide Bomber Barbie


Your car smells like a bucket of dead roaches.
I got the flavor like cannibals in stage coaches.
They rock the panties in fits of spasm.
Blasting all them fools, just to get an orgasm.
It's a fact of life, you lick the shit stick.
Turn your ass inside out, and look fantastic!

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