It's that time of the month again Your bitching, stop yelling at me I know you've got to plug yourself up But why take it out on me Just leave me alone
my balls? I don't like this feeling I don't like it at all 'Cause I got crabs I got crabs, I got crabs I got those little fuckers biting And sucking
Shut up Affection not dissection, meat is murder Animals are for petting, oh shut the fuck up already Tired of you whining about poor animals dying And
I supposed to do Things right? NO I don't have the time This is how I live my life I haven't got much pride And it's ok if I live like A slob cause this
