Lyrics Tankard – Flirtin’ With Desaster

Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
Butt mayonaise
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
It seems it’s not my day

I drank lots of apple wine last night
And now my bowels, they don’t feel so right
Wet fart! something don’t feel right
Wet fart! soiled my pants tonight

Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
Butt mayonaise
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
It seems it’s not my day
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
I passed some glass
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
And blue chunks out my ass

Lack of control, what else can I say?
My rectal dribble leaves a spot that stays
Wet fart! no reason or rhyme
Wet fart! dinglberry time

Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
Butt mayonaise
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
It seems it’s not my day
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
I passed some glass

Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
Butt mayonaise
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
It seems it’s not my day
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
I passed some glass
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
And blue chunks out my ass

Now I lessen for you all to hear
Don’t trust that feeling knocking at your rear
Wet fart! I’m not that perplexed
Wet fart! You just might be next

Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
Butt mayonaise
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
It seems it’s not my day
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
I passed some glass
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
And blue chunks out my ass
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
Butt mayonaise
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
It seems it’s not my day
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
I passed some glass
Flirtin’ with desaster, flirtin’
And blue chunks out my ass