I push the limits of good taste
You got a worm in your ear
All the way from South Dakota
I like a green leprechaun
She got a sun dress in heat
He got his latex gloves on
And if you ever come here
You're tweaking on the phone
I never leave the light on
Black like you were blessed
And laughed loud when you found
Devoured, devoured, devoured
Devoured, devoured, devoured
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