The Lips - Inbred lyrics

Awoke next to a naked lady who tastes like wine and she's inbred but it's fine. I woke the next morning with a sauerkraut eye, and a blueberry mind that's been buried alive. Ooh, like a hummingbird. Ooh, flying bluejay way. Can you taste my resident? Taste. My poison water. I woke next morning with a naked man, and my head half off with a broken hand. Ooh, like a hummingbird. Ooh, falling out my way. Can you taste my president? Taste. My poison water.