When the heat goes up and the lights go down
All the bitter bitches bounce to the devils sound
Scissor-Fighting Counterparts
Sweet sweaty roses from the queen of hearts
Anilingus Prayer Eat the forbidden pear
Lipstick Lusting Lesbians in a 3 way affair
'Thou shall not eat pussy' isn't number eleven
So on your back baby and I'll take you to heaven
Catholic Castration Communal Copulation
She's praying for a dick A prick's prick on a crucifix
I know a girl names 'Randy' thats a little randy girl
She wears braclets made of rope and a necklace made of pearls
She has a sister Rachael and I f*cked 'em both mean
But it wasn't incest 'cause I was inbetween
We kick down the doors
No closet for us whores
Relax and play along
It's just a f*ckin' song
Gadara Swine - Scissor-Fighting Counterparts Lyrics
Gadara Swine - Scissor-Fighting Counterparts Lyrics
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When the heat goes up and the lights go down
All the bitter bitches bounce to the devils sound
Scissor-Fighting Counterparts
Sweet sweaty roses from the queen of hearts
Anilingus Prayer Eat the forbidden pear
Lipstick Lusting Lesbians in a 3 way affair
'Thou shall not eat pussy' isn't number eleven
So on your back baby and I'll take you to heaven
Catholic Castration Communal Copulation
She's praying for a dick A prick's prick on a crucifix
I know a girl names 'Randy' thats a little randy girl
She wears braclets made of rope and a necklace made of pearls
She has a sister Rachael and I f*cked 'em both mean
But it wasn't incest 'cause I was inbetween
We kick down the doors
No closet for us whores
Relax and play along
It's just a f*ckin' song
All the bitter bitches bounce to the devils sound
Scissor-Fighting Counterparts
Sweet sweaty roses from the queen of hearts
Anilingus Prayer Eat the forbidden pear
Lipstick Lusting Lesbians in a 3 way affair
'Thou shall not eat pussy' isn't number eleven
So on your back baby and I'll take you to heaven
Catholic Castration Communal Copulation
She's praying for a dick A prick's prick on a crucifix
I know a girl names 'Randy' thats a little randy girl
She wears braclets made of rope and a necklace made of pearls
She has a sister Rachael and I f*cked 'em both mean
But it wasn't incest 'cause I was inbetween
We kick down the doors
No closet for us whores
Relax and play along
It's just a f*ckin' song
Writer: Clinton Davis
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