Paroles Piggly Wiggly de Retard-o-bot 2000

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  • Chanson: Piggly Wiggly
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Textes et Paroles de Piggly Wiggly




Delivery, I'm fucking starving
Sounds good, let's get it going
Bury me up bread and a rocket
Expect no delays

Topsy turvy
Driving on the curvy
To the sounds of

Mail boxes knocking over
Help my aim, oh please
In a search, maybe
Don't tell anyone where I be

My sticky situations
Hiding, I'm flying
I keep them
Fool you

Fucking motherfuckers
Fucking motherfucker

Pig without wings
Is just another pig
And a prick's that not hard
Is just another dick

Nickles and dimes and pennies count
That's like sixteen cents to go toward a blow job
Know you've all been there before,
Fell face first, god makes you fall from grace

Sick, up late, don't call me names
What's all this shit on my face
The spoon, the spoon
Oh, fucking christ, the spoon

Cutting lines
Oh god, it's finally time to party
Dirty (x8)

Delivery, I'm fucking starving
Sounds good, let's get it going
Bury me up bread and a rocket
Expect no delays

Topsy turvy
Driving on the curvy
To the sounds of

Mail boxes knocking over
Help my aim, oh please
In a search, maybe
Don't tell anyone where I be

My sticky situations
Hiding, I'm flying
I keep them
Fool you

Fucking motherfuckers
Fucking motherfucker

Pig without wings
Is just another pig
And a prick's that not hard
Is just another dick

Smiling kids make me think
Do I have the right
To swing from the monkey bars

Candy hearts and lucky charms
Where the fuck is my delivery
At the playground going for a swim in my cereal
The spoon, the spoon
Oh, fucking christ, the spoon

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