I love glitzIt is so greatSparkling glitzI just cant waitFor that glitzFlaunt it aroundI just love thatDo you like youDo you like meI like glitzDo you like youDo you like meI like glitzDo you like youDo you like meI like glitzDo you like youDo you like meI like glitzI like glitzWear it around my neckIts quite the hitWith meI love glitzWhen I get coldI wear nice mittsI wanna show off so badMy glistening glitzDo you like youDo you like meI like glitzDo you like youDo you like meI like glitzDo you like youDo you like meI like glitzDo you like youDo you like meI like glitzI like platinum glitzSilver glitzGolden glitz

Mary was sitting at the picnic tableTrying to eat her saladWhen out of the freakin blueShe felt the bite of a mallardMary tried throwing her ketchup bottleBut those darn duckies continued to waddleIt was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever get her sanity backIt was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever bounce backIt was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever get her sanity backIt was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever bounce backWalking aside the fieldCars passing byA flock of angry ducksEmerged all t once from the buckeyeTheir flapping wingsThey blew her hairAnd the gloopy white droppingsWorsened the affairYou know it was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever get her sanity backYou know it was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever bounce backIt was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever get her sanity backYou know It was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever bounce backShe spied something mysteriousPeeking out of the woodsIt was the scope of a rifleBehind that a hunter stoodHe was aiming at the flockSo Mary threw a rockSeems she saved the dayAs the ducks glided awayYou know it was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever get her sanity backYou know it was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever bounce backHey It was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she get her sanity backYou know It was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever get her sanity backSanity backShe continued walkingOn the winding trailsAnd those ducks followed closelyAll wagging their tailsThe lead duck spokeSaid Thanks for your skillShe said No problemIll send you the billGet it bill?It was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever get her sanity backHey It was a bonafide Quack AttackWould she ever bounce backHey It was a bonafide Quack AttackSeems she got her sanity backYeah It was a bonafide Quack AttackI knew shed bounce back

Theres one thing I really hateEver since my birthThey ruin everything they touchOn this planet EarthTheres nothing so disgustingAs when I bite into a sliderAnd they forgot to leave them offThose freakin taste bud collidersPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles picklesDont even let one touch the friesThey will ruin the tasteI can tell when theyre removedMy meal becomes a wasteGreen just like my mucusThey only make me poutAnd even though Im JewishI have to spit them outPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles picklesWhy are you all smirkinIm not a difficult personMy taste buds they be jerkinAll because of that gherkinWhy are you all smirkinIm not a difficult personMy taste buds they be jerkinAll because of that gherkinPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles pickles picklesPickles pickles picklesBaba Hates Pickles

I just had an exhausting week at workNow I want to relaxBut your mind is in the murkHaving another mental collapseYou know I wish that your brainCame with an on and off switchBecause when its on sometimesYou know that you act act like a you you act like aWhy cant you just let thoughts passWithout giving them emotionIts really not fun sometimesWhen those gears are in motionYou know you think too muchYou think too muchYou know youre out of touchWhen you think too muchCant you just sit stillAnd meditate?Cuz those thoughts make you sadAnd they make me medicateYou know too many thoughts can makeAn emotional messLet them go for heavens sakeCuz theyre just not worth the stressYou know you know you think too muchYou think too muchYou know youre out of touchWhen you think too muchYou gotta chill girl

I wanna singSing to youSing of the things that precede the poopYou got to find timeIts Fart TimePush with your gutStick out your buttWhistle a tuneBreathe in the fumeYou gotta find timeIts Fart TimeI wanna singSing to youSing of the things that precede the poopYou gotta find timeIts Fart TimeIts Fart TimeIts Fart Time

Close your eyesLet the beat inside your skinLet it flow on down your legsTo your feetWhen it hits your toesIt has nowhere else to goYour feet start to moveYou have no choiceYou must be dancingI wanna dance all nightI wanna dance all nightI wanna dance all nightDance all nightI wanna dance all nightI wanna dance all nightI wanna dance all nightDance all nightClose your eyes yeahLet the beat inside your skinYoure doin itLet it flow on down your legsTo your feetYou feel that? I doWhen it hits your toesIt has nowhere else to go yeahYour feet start to moveYou have no choiceYou must be dancingI wanna dance all nightI wanna dance all nightI wanna dance all nightDance all nightI wanna dance all nightI wanna dance all nightI wanna dance all nightDance all night

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I just wanna say its nice to meet yaIts my first time on Planet DungNot sure if you understand my wordsBut my phone will translate to your native tongueCan you please direct me to the bathroomIve been holding it in since EarthI just ate a space burritoAnd I feel like im about to give birthYa ma dessa bumJa bye anoYom jom sum ya ga gaYamma buncha sye aDie a noYom jon bonYa ma dessa bumJa bye anoYom jom sum ya ga gaYamma buncha sye aDie a noYom jon bonI love the way technology helpsI just wanna thank you in advanceNow excuse me while I head to the toiletOtherwise Id crap my pantsYa ma dessa bumJa bye anoYom jom sum ya ga gaYamma buncha sye aDie a noYom jon bonYa ma dessa bumJa bye anoYom jom sum ya ga gaYamma buncha sye aDie a noYom jon bonYa ma dessa bumJa bye anoYom jom sum ya ga gaYamma buncha sye aDie a noYom jon bon

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Your a high class lady, pretty babyLooking good in a rubber dressYou need a man who's good lookingNot some hippy who's hairs a messCome over to the house of sinGet back to me againCos my husband approves, he likes to watchand sometimes he joins inLets get personal.Hey there brother, I'm looking for ...

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