Lyrics - Yummy Down On This by Bloodhound Gang

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Ouch it won't reach my mouth
If
I could do it myself
I'd probably never leave the house
But
I can't so here's where you come in
Giving it "
Diff'rent
Strokes" just like
Arnold
Drummond
Hummin' hmm hmm good like
Campbell's
And you'll handle the sack like the quarterback
Randall
Cunningham like
Joanie loves
Chachi
They call him
Ralph
Mouth ?cause he's down on
Potsie
Rocky chasing the chicken
Watch the plot thicken with the cock when your lickin'
Me like
Apollo your
Creed my
Mission
You go down for the count
I countdown ignition
Blast off you're a rocket scientist
A genius what
I mean is you suck at this
So escargot ?cause my snail needs
Frenchin'
You must be five stars cause my staff's at full attention
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Dinner for one
I know you got your reservations
Starvation like a
Third
World
Nation
So do it for the children and
I'll make a donation
My fly's in your eyes let me rise to the occasion
In my
Underoos
I tend to be brief
So when you're sinking your teeth deep into my beef
You can fondle but it's kind of like
Mc
Donald's realize it's
Just a
Happy
Meal so you can't
Super
Size it
Told to hold the pickle then you went and blew it
Gherkin off and the
Special
Sauce comes included
But you knew it did so concentrate like
Tropicana
To eat a
Chiquita you need to grow the banana
So can ya
Bob like
Dylan on my
Peter like
Criss?
Til it's
Chubby like
Checker c'mon baby do the twist
It's all in the wrist like table tennis
So beat me like
Betty
Crocker cake mix
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Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
If you were a
Hindu
I could aim for the dot
Yummy down on this
Yummy down on this
Yummy down on this throbbing pole of hot man chicken.
And feel free to wiggledunk those purple bulldog cheeks.

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