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Happy Holidays, You Bastard lyrics
It's Christmas Eve
And I've only wrapped 2 fucking presents
It's Christmas Eve
And I've only wrapped 2 fucking presents
And I hate, hate, hate your guts
I hate, hate, hate your guts
And I'll never talk to you again
Unless your dad'll suck me off
I'll never talk to you again
Unless your mum will touch my cock
I'll never talk to you again
Ejaculate into a sock
I'll never talk to you again
I'll never talk to you again
It's Labor day and my grandpa just ate
7 fucking hot dogs
Labor day and my grandpa just ate
7 fucking hot dogs
And he shit, shit, shit his pants
He's always fucking shit his pants
And I'll never talk to you again
Unless your dad'll suck me off
I'll never talk to you again
Unless your mum will touch my cock
I'll never talk to you again
Ejaculate into a sock
I'll never talk to you again
I'll never talk to you again
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- Track 4 on Take off Your Pants and Jacket
- 3 First Date
- 5 Story of a Lonely Guy
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