Ducks Ina Row

For kids it's easy Flip tongue to low low flick it like a gun switch seasons The gum still bleeding She calls in the evening I hang up the phone, ring it back With the guts all queasy I know that tone I know that tone I Could you bite that tongue Hungry as you are it should taste like lunch Could you steal that pound Of Flesh from the man when he make good sounds It goes quicker quicker quicker quicker Ahhh All the buddies running it running it All the buddies running it running it All the buddies running it running it And I hope you run Cause I hold you dearly No jokes no fun No love get near me Ugly Trust That I don't Bust In it You can bet I never put no trus in it Emotions is a fucker if you fuck with it ooh Two inch thick and greasy, easy Ain't no normal bitch can please me Head is way big now big now Heading for the big cloud big cloud mmm You bill zoots Bill go hundred three times twos Need new shoes Want build roof Bill goes thousand three times two They ask if the sound come that quick I don't know I don't know Do you roll deep 'splain me that clique I don't know I don't know And the back chat now People ack it up like they guns go blow blow blow But they don't do nothing no how no how no how That's on my soul