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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wheeler Walker Jr.
Wheeler Walker Jr.
Lead Vocals
Bryan Allen
Bryan Allen
Bass Guitar
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Percussion
Leroy Powell
Leroy Powell
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wheeler Walker Jr.
Wheeler Walker Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Darrell Thorp
Darrell Thorp
Mixing Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You ain't much to look at, and you could lose a few You got saggy titties, but tonight it'll do 'Cause I learned a lesson, a long time ago Beggars can't be choosin', when the bar starts to close Sit on my face, 'cause I ain't too picky And ride my mouth 'til your pussy gets sticky, ya know, oh-oh Sit on my face, 'cause I ain't too picky And ride my mouth 'til your pussy gets sticky, ya know, oh-oh Drive it boy Come on back to my place, and loosen up your belt We can order a pizza, while you finger yourself It don't bother me none, that you smell like piss I gonna lay my head back, and give your twat a kiss Sit on my face, 'cause I ain't too picky And ride my mouth 'til your pussy gets sticky, ya know, oh-oh Sit on my face, 'cause I ain't too picky And ride my mouth 'til your pussy gets sticky, ya know, oh-oh (You gotta eat that pussy, boy) Now it's time to clean up, we done made a mess What you doin' Wednesday? You already got my address 'Cause if you're feelin' lonely, I ain't doin' shit You know where to find me, you know where to sit Sit on my face, 'cause I ain't too picky And ride my mouth 'til your pussy gets sticky, ya know, oh-oh Sit on my face, 'cause I ain't too picky And ride my mouth 'til your pussy gets sticky, ya know, oh-oh Sit on my face, 'cause I ain't too picky And ride my mouth 'til your pussy gets sticky, ya know, oh-oh Sit on my face, 'cause I ain't too picky And ride my mouth 'til your pussy gets sticky, ya know Just sit on my face Put your pussy on my face I love the taste Put it on my face Girl, sit on my face Put your pussy on my face I'm gonna lick away Oh, sit on my face I don't need, no air Just breathe your pussy Honey, I don't care Ya, imprompt at the end, buddy That wasn't on the paper, I just wrote that just now (hahaha)
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