La la, primitive enema
La la, primitive enema
I've been sitting on the pot all fucking day
I've read all my magazines-twice!
I gotta get on with my fucking life
There's one thing left that I haven't tried
CHORUS
I need a primitive enema
No, I need a primitive enema
No, I need a primitive enema
La la, primitive enema
I gladly spent the forty bucks
I spend more than that to spurt my nuts-love!
You wouldn't understand the joy I felt
When they finally yanked the butt plug out
CHORUS
People say that I'm full of shit
They don't know the half of it-no!
You might think that I'm sick and wrong
But try it and you'll know where I'm coming from
CHORUS
Desperate people do desperate things
You don't know the joy it brings
Desperate people do desperate things
You don't know the joy it brings


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