Lyrics ZHU – JET, THE DOBERMAN

«Ow! Goddamn! Ow! Ow! Ow! That’s good stuff. Whoo! Colombian prairie dog. Got a mean kick on the back end though. But it’s about the best stuff you can get around these parts. I tell you what. You boys ain’t bad for a bunch of pussy birthday party clowns. Hahaha!»

Hey, wait a—
Your blouse undone

I’ll be puffin’ on his blood

I’ll be puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood

I’ll be puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood

I’ll be puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood

I’ll be puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood

I’ll be puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood

I’ll be puffin’ on his blood
Puffin’, puffin’ on his blood