Lyrics Bloodhound Gang – Chew Toy
Text:
Woah-Oh-oh,
Woah-Oh-oh.
x4
Can’t by love so let’s just make it.
I’ll sniff your rear, if I get my paws on ya.
Think that’s weird? Wait till you hear how we’re gonna
Role play, The Color Purple, do shit you’d read in Trent Reznor’s journal.
Fuck to the sound of a zombie choir, till your private parts look like they’ve been in a fire.
Turned on, but it feels so wrong, like when you relate to a NickelBack song.
Inhibition is gone with the blinds drawn, but you don’t mind doing it with the lights on.
Cause I bet the kind of love that you make to a man would look good as a mural on my uncles van.
He rents to own lend me his cologne, now I feel like a wolf with a saxophone.
You make me Looney Tunes,
I hallucinate.
When I see you,
I see steak.
Smirk, nod, wet my lips like when a black running-back knows how great he is.
With an amazing win, back in a stadium full of motherfuckers that regret trading him.
But I digress, Why’s your dress not on the floor? Thighs and breasts make the best fried chicken but yours
Made the bucket list, don’t know what the fuck that is, something like a dying wish.
Wish I was dying with you on top of me like a fraction.
A 10 that’s over 18 can’t do the math then, cram time, you got behind, let me school that butt like it’s Columbine.
So fine, like Charlie Brown’s hair. Out to get you over hear and in your underwear.
Hit that pussy at home, like a predator drone. Now I feel like a wolf with a saxophone.
You make me Looney Tunes,
I hallucinate.
When I see you,
I see steak.
My jaw hit the floor as someone played the trumpet.
Heard a foghorn, then my heart popped out.
It was shaped like a heart, what the fuck is that about?
Woah-Oh-oh,
Woah-Oh-oh.
x8
You make me Looney Tunes,
I hallucinate.
When I see you,
I see steak.
Album
Bloodhound Gang – Bloodhound Gang - Hard-Off
