The Ballad Of Chasey Lain

Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại

Ca sĩ: Bloodhound Gang

Dear Chasey Lain. I wrote to explain. I'm your biggest fan. I just wanted to ask. Could I eat your ass. Write back as soon as you can. You've had a lotta dick. Had a lotta dick. I've had a lotta time. Had a lotta.

The Bad Touch

Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại

Ca sĩ: Bloodhound Gang

1. Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought. Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about. So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts. Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're.

Pennsylvania

Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại

Ca sĩ: Bloodhound Gang

We are "cop rock" we are screech. We are Z. Cavaricci. We are laser removed. Tasmanian devil tattoos. We are third string we are puck. We are special people's club. We are the half shirts with. Irreverent spring break top.

Going Nowhere Slow

Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại

Ca sĩ: Bloodhound Gang

Got the mike in my hand but can I make you understand. That a-hole bands have a-hole fans. Bloodhound's the name and the Gang's to blame. Like Chan n' Chin the Siamese twins it's one in the same. So fame ain't gonna live.

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại

Ca sĩ: Bloodhound Gang

1. Vulcanize the whoopee stick. In the ham wallet. Cattle prod the oyster ditch. With the lap rocket. Batter dip the cranny axe. In the gut locker. Retrofit the pudding hatch. Ooh la la. With the boink.

Farting With A Walkman On

Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại

Ca sĩ: Bloodhound Gang

I know you're gonna blame me when you get wind. I heard you're full of *** so i've been duped again. But if you cover your ass with the same old song. You might as well be farting farting with a walkman on. I know you're.

Along Comes Mary

Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại

Ca sĩ: Bloodhound Gang

Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely. Someone calls on me. And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme. And verse and curse those faults in me And then along comes Mary, Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary,

A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper Is Crying

Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại

Ca sĩ: Bloodhound Gang

I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert. That night I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love. It had been a while. In fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come and went. Since that.