Lyrics:
Caught you sniffing my boxersWho the fuck does that at Red Lobster?Creepy, like when Tom Cruise laughsThat's how your finger felt in my assI'm gonna come to your house on the back of a horse withA bunch of villagers carrying torchesMost of whom dislike monsters like you, girlThe way your kisses tastedSkeeve me the hell out, like shitting nakedWhy would I wanna stay friends?Rather get raped by clowns againI'm gonna come to your house on the back of a horse withA bunch of villagers carrying torchesMost of whom dislike monsters like you, girlI'm gonna come to your house on the back of a horse withA bunch of villagers carrying torchesMost of whom dislike monsters like you, girlPut the lotion on the skinOr else I get the hose againPut the lotion on the skinOr else I get the hose againPut the lotion on the skinOr else I get the hose againPut the lotion on the skinOr else I get the hose againPut the lotion on the skinOr else I get the hose againPut the lotion on the skinOr else I get the hose again