Custom - Hey Mister

Hey Mister I really like your daughter, Id like to eat her like ice cream maybe dip her in chocolate Hey Mister on your way over in your Volvo, suit, and tie Well, be crawling in your bed soon messing around, maybe getting high Its not what ya did, Its not what ya didnt God gave her a perfect body and now Im all up in it. Its not shes a tramp. Its not shes not pure. She just likes getting her fuck on, and its good for that Im sure Hey Mister I really like your daughter. When Im horny like thirsty Shes a bottle of water. Hey Mister howd it get so bad You raised her so well and now shes calling me dad in the back seat naked of a new Volkswagen the perfect little gift for high school graduation. Its not what ya did, Its not what ya didnt God gave her a perfect body and now Im all up in it. Its not shes a tramp. Its not shes not pure. She just likes getting her fuck on, and its good for that Im sure Nana na nana na, Nana na nana na, Nana na nana na, ha hahaha ha ha haha I eat all the food in your fridge Call my friends around the world Rack up your long distance do Breakstands neutral drops Wreck all your cars Drink all the booze in your cheezy ass wet bar Order stuff on your credit cards Leave boogers in the skippy jar Smoke your cigars Answer the phone tell your boss you moved to mars When you call in late from work tell your wife Youre at the titty bars Its not what ya did, Its not what ya didnt God gave her a perfect body and now Im all up in it. Its not shes a tramp. Its not shes not pure. She just likes getting her fuck on, and its good for that Im sure I cant lie I have to tell the truth My commandments says Im a total spoof Your daughters a freak Your daughters a pro When im done with her Shell do one of your bros I hope Ill never have a daughter I hope Ill never have a daughter I hope Ill never have a daughter I hope Ill never have a daughter Nana na nana na, Nana na nana na, Nana na nana na, Nana na nana naaaaaaaa!
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