Slob - Sticky Lyrics

Drool for me
All sweaty
Rub your sticky all in my icky, yeah
Make it work
Show me your worth
It's all a game
My hand your girth
Was I there first
Stupid guess
"Pass the mess
I want to play
RUN AWAY!"
Cunning quims
F*cking fibs

Your flirty stick is sick
Too many splinters, ahh

Loading guns
Evil floods run
Future subversive fun
The fun is done
She's burnt and ungrown
The flirty sticks undercover bone

Your flirty stick is sick
Too many splinters, shit

You don't see
Everyone blinded by their sticky oblivion
Too many
Splinters
Shit
Your flirty stick

Shut up
Talking your, endless repetition
We aren't
Ob-liv-i-ous! Yeah, but you're still a f*cking cunt

I said it, I said it, I said it
Going to stroke before I can even take it
I said it, I said it, I said it
What am I doing dude

Chances
I'm nice, but wow! How did you not get decked
This far in life but you're still a
F*cking cunt

I said it, I said it, I said it
Going to stroke before - I can't take it
I said it, I said it, I said it
What am I doing dude