Black Market Farts
Black Market Farts - Thrashing Up With Mr Dressup lyrics
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Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Wanna come and see my tickle trunk, it's got a lot of neat stuff Hey there Susan, bop me twice, hey there baby, I'm feelin' nice Let's draw dirty pictures on the drawing board And let's go play with my puppets some more! Uh-uh-uh-uh-oh-oh-oh-ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Let's go to the kitchen And make some b-bitchin' Come on Casey, come on Finnegan We'll go to the treehouse and I'll shove a cork up your asshole! CBC, you ripped me off you cunts! I want Friendly Giant! Come on in!Gerome! And you stupid lookin' chicken, I'm gonna roast you until you're fried! AAAARRRGGGHHH!!! Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Thrashing up with Mr. Dressup Thrashing up with Mr. Dressu-up