Rob Zombie - p**y Liquor lyrics

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Rob Zombie - p**y Liquor lyrics

Baby : Gimme a B Gimme a A Gimme a B Gimme a Y What's that spell? What's that spell? What's that spell? Cheerleader: Baby Earl had a baby Baby was her name He knew she was crazy Tiny was the same Down behind the shed Slaughtering the hog Slice it on the belly Feed it to the dog One, two, three, who should I k**? Every motherf**er running up the hill One, two, three, what should I do? Get f**ed up and f** up you p**y liquor Make ya sicker p**y liquor Do it quicker Baby: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up, f**ed up Goober: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up too Baby: Yeah, I bet you do Baby: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up, f**ed up Goober: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up too Baby: Yeah, I bet you do Earl had a baby Otis was his name White as a ghost, totally insane Otis loves the girls Young and clean Drowning in a bucket of gasoline One, two, three, who should I k**? Every motherf**er running up the hill One, two, three, what should I do? Get f**ed up and f** up you p**y liquor Make ya sicker p**y liquor Do it quicker Baby: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up, f**ed up Goober: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up too Baby: Yeah, I bet you do Baby: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up, f**ed up Goober: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up too Baby: Yeah, I bet you do Don't you know something They won't tell Time on my mind Send them to a hell Burnin' in the house Spirits are alive A tongue lashing mama Help 'em to survive One, two, three, who should I k**? Every motherf**er running up the hill One, two, three, what should I do? Get f**ed up and f** up you p**y liquor Make ya sicker p**y liquor Do it quicker Baby: Yeah, I like to get f**ed up, f**ed up Goober: Yeah, I like to get a blow job too Baby: Yeah, I bet you do

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