Texty: Wheatus. Truffles.

You, you think yer such a bad ass; You think yer such a rough neck; Well I saw you outside eating truffles with yer mom on the patio; I think it's really sad though; and tell yer girl ta quit buggin' me; 'Cause I saw her outside suckin' dick in the bathroom of the bus of the Iron Maiden cover band;

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When your pencil neck breaks, when your bird chest caves in . . .
I'm gonna win
When your pencil neck breaks, when your bird chest caves in . . .
I'm gonna win

Me, I'm just another gringo, a bitter jalepeno; But I gets more montequilla in a week than your bitch ass gets in a lifetime; You're steppin' on a land mine; Your gonna shoot yer eye out; I'm thinkin' what in the Sam Ham Hill is goin' on wit yer moms in the clogs and the skirt, Wouldn't fuck'er for my country with a flag on her face and a stolen dick.

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You, you think yer still a bad ass, You think your still a rough neck; Well let's take this outside