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Queef's Back

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QUEEF JERKY - Queef's Back Lyrics


[Into: Nick]Queef's back!Tell another joke with the knee slapI'm not snoozin' off with the decafGotta buckle-up with the knee padsAnd we're back on tour!Open up for Panic! at the DiscoGod Damn! Greasy pack of CriscoWalk around, always saying sorryDev and Nick drivin' hills with the 'rari[Chorus: Nick]I think Tom Cruise might be my dadI want goat cheese now in my handThey told me that my breath fuckin' stinks!Now I think think I'm hangin' on the brinkI wanna skate, so just meet me by the rinksideI ate ass every night, I got pinkeyeItch-itch, baby hand me the ointmentI got another eat-ass appointment[Bridge: Dev]This is my impression of Panic! at the Disco *screaming*This is my impression of Insane Clown Possе *screaming*This is my impression of Marge Simpson (Homiе!)This is my impression of your mum in my kitchen (Blow me!)[Chorus: Nick]I think Tom Cruise might be my dadI want goat cheese now in my handThey told me that my breath fuckin' stinks!Now I think think I'm hangin' on the brinkI wanna skate, so just meet me by the rinksideI ate ass every night, I got pinkeyeItch-itch, baby hand me the ointmentI got another eat-ass appointment[Verse 1: Dev and Nick]Hand me the toilet (Toilet!)I just took a shit in your ointment, Nick (Na-na)Oh god, I rubbed that shit on me (Ooh)Now I got an infection army (Hey)Call me a doctor (Doctor!)Prescribe me some soylent, Nick! (Na-na)Gotta get the shit out your assLike a six flags fast pass pass (Nick! Nick!)[Verse 2: Dev and Nick]Shitting in the van, shitting on the band (Woo!)Talk about a shitty ass tour (Do-do-do-do)Shitting in the van, shitting in the band (Woo!)That shit got me down on all fours (Do-do-do-do-do-do)Shitting everywhere except the canYeah, that's right, P-Put it back in!Put it back, talk shit, then I'm packin’Dev and Nick take the wheel, co-captain (tain, tain)[Chorus: Nick]I think Tom Cruise might be my dadI want goat cheese now in my handThey told me that my breath fuckin' stinks!Now I think think I'm hangin' on the brinkI wanna skate, so just meet me by the rinksideI ate ass every night, I got pinkeyeItch-itch, baby hand me the ointmentI got another eat-ass appointment

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