Lyrics to: Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
By Bob Narley and Puck
This is a song, about what you got
A souvenir from that girl you just popped
She looked real hot, she looked real clean
But an evil lurked inside those blue jeans Someone should erect a sign to
beware
Of the nasty virus that lives down there
A green slimy trail runs down to her knees
and smells like a pile, of liver and cheese Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot Rot Rot Rot.. oh Get her home and pants go
down
Feel the heat of her fuzzy pink mound
Panty's to the floor and jimmy hat tight
tag'n her beav' for the rest of the night
After a few pumps, kitty starts to stink
Maybe two rubbers for this nasty ass pink
Who's this whore and what's she got?
Smells like.... Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot Rot Rot Rot.. oh (Bob's Acoustic Guitar
Solo) This is a song, about what you got
A souveigner from that girl you just poped
She looked real hot, she looked real clean
But an evil lurked inside those blue jeans Someone should erect a sign to
beware
Of the nasty virus that lives down there
A green slimy trail runs down to her knees
and smells a lot like, liver and cheese Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot
Snagle Snatch Crotch Rot Rot Rot Rot |