Have you ever heard of something so bizarre? He left me for bulging limbs and has dumped my arse Into piles of choking sawdust, bleeding greasepaint This has got to be some kind of terrible farce. He isn’t anything to write my family about. Short, wide as he’s tall---looks like a squishy brick Bulging, sweaty biceps come with a heavy price you know But if the truth be told, guys like that make me sick. One day those muscles will atrophy and I will laugh until I cry And just forget that bleary-eyed clown with the upturned member He’s not that hopelessly desperate to want shriveling gonads Argue until those bovines return next September. He isn’t anything to write home to my sister about. Short, wide as he’s tall---looks like a squishy brick Bulging, sweaty biceps come with a heavy price you know But if the truth be told, guys like that make me sick. He isn’t anything to write my family about. Short, wide as he’s tall---looks like a squishy bric...
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