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The Susan Song
• Russians
Have a Satellite in my Bathroom
• Heather,
the Bottle!
• Let's
Fuck
• Someone's
After Me
The Susan Song
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Well, if ya go out cruisin'./ . . .and aint too drunk from boozin'/
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The girl you should be choosin' / . .is the one named Susan
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Everybody listining now, you'd better sing along
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If Susan's in the room than sing the fucking Susan song
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Cuz Susan's really awesome & she's got an awesome bong
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and everywhere you go is good if Susan goes along, oh yeah
Susan aint worth dissin'/ you don't know what your missin'
But you really shouldn't listen/ to susan while she's pissin'
I really worship Susan yes it's strange but it's true
Cuz she's sexier than Daphne and smarter than Scooby-Doo
If She were on that cartoon she's be finding all the clues
Cuz the rest of them would be too busy thinking that she's cool
She really digs Crayola / She doesn't have ebola
She drinks alot of cola / but not too much granola
I really dig Susan cuz she don't have fleas
She's a love goddess, a feather in the breeze
When I'm far away from her, goddamn, it makes me sneeze
I am John Travolta and she's that chick from Grease
Susan is the greatest / she is on my A-list
If she were a rapist / she could be my sadist
Whenever she wants some she can always find a man
She only picks the good ones so they are always grand
If i could think of one thing that would be a super plan
Well, what a great idea, it's Susan in a can!
Russians Have A Satellite in my Bathroom
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Russians have a bathroom in my satellite
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Oh, no, wait that's not what i meant to say
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Russians have a satellite in my bathroom
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And i'm gonna find out where it is someday
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Russians have a satellite in my bathroom / that is why i get no privacy
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i do not like taking a bath now / if it's gonna be on Soviet T.V.
Russians have a satellite in my bathroom
it is really really really small
Russians have a satellite in my bathroom
And i do not like that thought at all
Russians have a satellite in my bathroom
that is why i get no privacy
i do not like going in there now
if Russian spies are watchin' me pee
Russians have a satellite in my bathroom
that is why i get no privacy
I do not like taking a bath now
with the thought of all of Russia watching me
Russians have a satellite in my bathroom
They spy on my whole damn family
Russians have a satellite in my bathroom
I can't prove it, but my dad agrees
Russians have a satellite in my bathroom
That is why i get no privacy
and cuz i jack off every 15 minutes
i'm a target of the KGB
Heather, the Bottle!
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June is so warm and every morn, i'm looking for a place to hide in the storm
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There's the girl who rules the world, looking for a place to be reborn
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Everybody wants a piece of the famous and deceased
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Everybody's ripped and torn
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Heather, the bottle / Heather, the sun
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lookin' for a place to put her flowers in
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Heather, the bottle / Heather, the sun
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looking for a place to put her things
I am so high i need to fly, cuz when i hit the ground i'll surely die
There's the girl who owns the world looking for a hole to crawl in to die
everybody's by the yard trying to make it not so hard
I just wanted to drop by.
Heather, the bottle / Heather, the sun
lookin' for a place to put her flowers in
Heather, the bottle / Heather, the sun
looking for a place to put her things
Let's Fuck
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Well, smokin' cigarettes and watchin' T.V. is not as fun as it used to be
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And i think we can have a little more fun , if ya know what i mean
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It's not like we got something better to do , we can have our cake & eat it, too
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I get my kicks how i see fit when i'm at home with you
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Because it's fun, fun, fun, to be a slut, slut, . . . . . come on, let's fuck
well i sold my soul to the porno store
cuz it turns me on to play the whore
while they sit, smokin' hot in the dark part of the parking lot
SIt sells itself, it's the perfect pitch,
cuz it feels so good and it don't cost shit
sweet catch, knock me down around the couch and back
I said it's fun, fun, fun to be a slut, slut slut, let's fuck, let's fuck
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yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah / yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Well it's saturday night and the leeches are out
and they're cutting and fisting and dying so loud
and they say "what is all this laughing here about?"
Well, i don't care what teachers preach
and i don't give a fuck what the people think
yes i'm aware, no i don't care my reputation stinks.
(refrain)
Someone's After Me
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I don't want to run away but there's someone after me
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She's chasing me all over the town, i'm giving her the run-around
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I jumped into my car as you come 'round over the bend,
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Wave bye-bye, baby, cuz yr never going to see me again
I don't want to stay indoors, don't wanna wait araound anymore
should i face my problems now, or hope they just go away somehow
somehow or another, you just don't get the point
I'm really really tired and i'm really really really anoyed