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I really cannot stand Twitter
The Internet is a poor babysitter
While my son surfed the Web,

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I really cannot stand Twitter
The Internet is a poor babysitter
While my son surfed the Web,
My teenage daughter, Deb

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I really cannot stand Twitter
The Internet is a poor babysitter
While my son surfed the Web,
My teenage daughter, Deb
Dropped my iPad right into the shitter

My aunt has a mustache, no lie

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My aunt has a mustache, no lie,
Waxed, just like old Salvador Dali.

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My aunt has a mustache, no lie,
Waxed, just like old Salvador Dali.
She used to try shaving

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My aunt has a mustache, no lie,
Waxed, just like old Salvador Dali.
She used to try shaving,
But now she is saving

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My aunt has a mustache, no lie,
Waxed, just like old Salvador Dali.
She used to try shaving,
But now she is saving
For a Brazilian on the 4th of July

There was a fat chef from Mumbai

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There was a fat chef from Mumbai
With a show girl tattooed on his thigh

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There was a fat chef from Mumbai
With a show girl tattooed on his thigh
When he twitched. she would dance

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There was a fat chef from Mumbai
With a show girl tattooed on his thigh
When he twitched. she would dance
When he danced, she would prance

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There was a fat chef from Mumbai,
With a show girl tattooed on his thigh.
When he twitched, she would dance,
When he danced, she would prance.
But she got lost in his fat bye and bye.

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There was an old cowpoke named Bart,

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There was an old cowpoke named Bart
Who could name all the town whores by heart

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There was an old cowpoke named Bart
Who could name all the town whores by heart
When L’il Bart was a stirrin’

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There was an old cowpoke named Bart
Who could name all the town whores by heart
When L’il Bart was a stirrin’
The thought kept recurrin’

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There was an old cowpoke named Bart,
Who could name all the town whores by heart.
When L’il Bart was a stirrin’
The thought kept recurrin’ -
‘Their heart aint my favourite part’.
I once rode a mechanical bull,

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I once rode a mechanical bull,
When my bladder was terribly full.

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I once rode a mechanical bull,
When my bladder was terribly full.
And the beast’s vi’lent dance,

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I once rode a mechanical bull,
When my bladder was terribly full.
And the beast’s vi’lent dance,
left me with wet pants

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I once rode a mechanical bull,
When my bladder was terribly full.
And the beast’s vi’lent dance,
left me with wet pants,
And filled the room with the smell of damp wool.

A nudist was getting some sun

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A nudist was getting some sun,
When her mascara started to run.