Kiss Me Where It Smells Funny

You came twice last year, like a Sears catalog

'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg

Well, now you're seein' me, but soon I'll have you seein' God

'Cause, girl, I 'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog

Like a DC ten, guaranteed to go down

But, baby, your black box is the one that I found

I'll give you the gift that keeps on giving, it won't cost you any money

Then she grabbed my by the ears and said

"Kiss me where it smells funny"

So, down I go, like I'm two thousand flushes

I can tell I'm doin' somethin' right, by the way that she blushes

She's the one that's speechless, I'm the one that's tongue-tied

She's thinkin, "Holy mackerel" I'm taking tuna on the side

There must be somethin' wrong with Al Pacino's nose

'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes

Yeah, I'm snorkelin' for clams, it doesn't matter if I wanna be

Don't come up for hair until you kiss me where it smells funny

Drop my face below her waist, and stay on third base

I can tell the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes

Yeah, I could a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties

And then drink it while I'm eating out down at the seafood shanty

Drop my face below her waist, and stay on third base

I can tell the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes

Yeah, I could a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties

And then drink it while I'm eating out down at the seafood shanty

Drop my face below her waist, and stay on third base

I can tell the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes

Yeah, I could a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties

And then drink it while I'm eating out down at the seafood shanty

Drop my face below her waist, and stay on third base

I can tell the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes

Yeah, I could a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties

And then drink it while I'm eating out down at the seafood shanty