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I just got back from the clinic
And I'm afraid it's bad news
So now, I'm writing down this song about it
Hoping it gets views
Don't know how I'm still alive
Or how I survive
She said I've got five
Nasty STIs
Got some in my balls
Got some in my ass
What's worse is my weird ginger pubes are crawling with crabs
I've got herpes from a booty call
I got syphilis from a blow up doll
I got chlamydia and it's so sore
And I don't even know where I got genital warts
My pubes are rich
And now I feel like I've created my own zoo
Honestly, there's so many
I could probably cook up some seafood
It was only a kiss
A bit of romance
On her juicy lips
The ones in her pants
It was so beautiful
But I nearly cried
When I received the present, she had waited inside
I got herpes from a booty call
I got syphilis from a blow up doll
I got chlamydia and it's so sore
And I don't even know where I got genital warts
Oh, wait, I just got a call
From the clinic
They mixed up my results
The ones they gave me
No, they weren't mine
Apparently they belong to some conductor guy
Writer(s): Samuel Elliot Roman, Tom Andrew Searle Barnes, Benjamin Alexander Kohn, Peter Norman Cullen Kelleher, Lewis Marc Capaldi
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