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    Hey There (Sandpaper) Vagina

    Hey There Vagina

    Hey there vagina
    How did you get oh so gritty
    I've been in a thousand others
    Yours is dirtier than New York City
    Yes it is
    Times Square doesn't smell like as much piss
    And butcher grist

    Hey there vagina
    I'm worried about the deepness
    Dicks inside you get so lonely
    And concerned about the bleakness
    Close your thighs
    Listen to my voice, my futile cries
    It would be wise

    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Took six weeks to treat

    Hey there vagina,
    No times I've gotten hard
    But you just believe me, girl
    Someday you'll pay the bills, fucking stars
    You'll get it good
    J/K!, what would make you think you could
    They won't get wood.

    Hey there vagina,
    I've got more I want to tell you
    But to be honest I've been gagging
    Because fucker I can smell you
    Do you wash at all?
    You smell like old Republican balls,
    Diseases and all.

    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Took six weeks to treat

    A thousand vagina have seen this dick
    And I've seen herpes, AIDS, and syph,
    But I would run to them if it meant I'd get away
    My friends all make fun of you,
    And I can't join in along, because I know
    That I'm the one who really has to pay.
    Vagina, will you promise me,
    That you realize that you smell like pee
    The world will never be the same
    And you're to blame.

    Hey there vagina,
    You're no good and I won't miss you
    In two more years you'll still be too loose
    But this time it will be your caboose
    You'll house the troops
    They can do whatever they want to you
    This songs for you.

    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Oh it's what you did to me,
    Took six weeks to treat

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