Same Damn Song

I'm just a wimp
who's got this limp
its just like a pimp
no not like a gimp

I could tell you all day
about the problems I have
the bumps on my ass
and the medicated salve

Or i could draw picture
inside of your head
about all my exgirlfriends
with hearts made of lead

My roomates are never home
nope they're always gone
cause they all smoke the bong
and sing the same damn song

Nah nah nah nah nahhhh, na nah nah nah nahhh, nah nah nah nah nah,
nah, nah nah, nah
nah nah nah nah nahhhh, na nah nah nah nahhh, nah nah nah nah nah,
nah, nah nah, nah
i'll never tell you to run
i'll never tell you to stop
i'll never tell you to run
i'll never ever tell you to sto.........

Now I know I ain't shit
though I look like Brad Pitt
cross my legs when I sit
rhyme just like Limp Bizkit

Call up the radio
to request some of the weez
they say go to hell
even when I say please

I have ADD
and i have turrets
the only remedy
is alot of sex

But what god graced upon me
was a tiny johnny
never gets close to the fur
like Dirk Diggler singing

Now I know I'm a punk
who likes to get chicks drunk
take them to my top bunk
hope they don't blow chunks

What this world could use some more of
is Drew Barrymore
so i don't have to score
with an drunk ass whore

But I must confess
when she drops her dress
I'll make a mess
in my pants

So drink another show of pucker
to Kage who is our drummer
to Kevin who is strummin
Eddy's singin

 

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