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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
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Language: English

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