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Jerk on Not Off lyrics
Gonna bust your balls till you swing at me
On with the scolding, insults o’ plenty
Light in the loafers, you’re a fag
Your girlfriend’s panties, I mean titties, sag
Nice shirt faggot, your hair’s cool too
Payless have a sale?
Where’d you get thos shoes?
Not a forehead, it’s a five I’m sure
Where’d you get that stache, the faggot store?
An easy target, you’ve had enough
Dad died of cancer, he must have been tuff
Mom’s twat is huge, description’s hard to say
Like a hot dog down a hallway
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