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Mexican Seafood -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oh, itchy flakes, it isn't through me Till the jaw's in flames, it's entertaining True, the fungus mold is my attraction Oh, it's only a disinfection Only hurts a night, until I pee (Alt: Only hurts when I, hurts when I pee) Only hurts a night, until I sleep (Alt: Only hurts when I, hurts when I see) Oh, coming up, and diarrhea On the tile floor, a gum of pizza In the toilet bowl, aroma cloudy Toss, feel it burn, become a chowdered mess Only hurts a night, until I pee (Alt: Only hurts when I, hurts when I pee) Only hurts a night, until I sleep (Alt: Only hurts when I, hurts when I see) Oh, take my bed, I've just consumed some flies Bugs and fleas and even mucus Stain the vaseline, and tainted burgers Stop, in case it learns, and takes a joke as such. Mmmmm ... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hairspray Queen -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was your mine, you were mine, my enemy, You were, mine, I was your, your enemy, You were, mine, I was your, your enemy, You were, mine, I was once your en ... aaahh You rang Your ears rang I was your mine, you were mine, my enemy, You were, mine, I was your, your enemy, You were, mine, I was your, your enemy, You were, mine, I was once your en ... aaahh At night, wishful goddess At night, wish the hardest At night, disco goddess At night, we'll go ... gaaahhh! I was your mine, you were mine, my enemy, You were, mine, I was your, your enemy, You were, mine, I was your, your enemy, You were, mine, I was once your ene ... Wishful goddess, at night Wish the hardest, at night Wishful goddess, at night Wishful gaaahhh I was your mine, you were mine, my enemy, You were, mine, I was your, your enemy, You were, mine, I was your, your enemy, You were, mine, I was once your ene! At night, wishful goddess At night, wish the hardest At night, disco goddess At night, you were so modest At night, Crisco lovefest At night, a mouthful on me It's like, fish-filled garbage At night, we'll go ... gaaahhh !! (Interesting erotic noises)
		Aero Zeppelin -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What's the season of love if you can't have everything What's the reason of love if you can lose everything What's the meaning of love, it's a crime if anything What's the meaning of love, it's a crime, it's a crime How can a culture can forget it's plan of yesterday And you swear it's not a trend, doesn't matter anyway There's no need to talk to friends, nothing new is everyday You could shit upon the stairs, you'll be friends You'll be friends (x3) All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly Should it subteley irritate, keep it movin' equally All I know is just the fact, where the world is nowadays An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly Still the son will imitate, keep it fallin' equally All I know is just the facts, where the world is nowadays An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway Hey ... (x7) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aero Zeppelin (slightly different interpretation) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What's the season of love if you can't have anything What's the reason of love if you can lose everything What's the meaning in a crumb, it's a crime if anything Where's the meaning of love, it's a crime, it's a crime How a culture can forget it's plan of yesterday And you swear it's not a trend, doesn't matter anyway There's no need to talk to friends, nothing new is everyday You could shit upon the stairs, you'll be friends You'll be friends (x3) All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly Still the son will immitate, keep it fallin' equally Now they know it's just a fact, we're a problem nowadays An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyways All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly Still the son will imitate, keep it fallin' equally Now they know just the facts, where the world is nowadays An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyways Hey ... (x7)

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