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I met a Peoria
250 pounds of flabby, purulent woman flesh
Is wobbling around the hotel room, farting
Mucus is dripping from her pig hole nostrils
Into her mouth
Nah, streaming
Steaming, streaming, great green rivulets
But I'll make sure no left over chokes go astray
Miss that pork

Mama mean business

Put your finger on the button
Yeah, will do
Just let me finish this page
Sheesh, I said, "Suuuiii"
Sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky
Tongue's feeling dry
Swollen up like a pocket full of lint and clutter
Know what I mean?
Know what I mean?
Know what I mean?

Failing that the falling fat
Crack another six pack
And get on with the job at hand
Many hands make light work
Baseball wrath

Fists are flying and schleppin' into hole after hole after each
Hey, she buys KY
But what?
Filled up to the elbow bone
Fried up to the joint
Filed at the shin
Skin hanging off in sheets and shards
You do this shit for a living?

Those grimy, greasy pores
Exuding their sick, slimy mixture of filth and puss and little white world deposits
Every time she smiles, that yellow shit eaten grin
That shit eaten grin

Christ, she was beautiful


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    General CommentMy bad, at the very beginning, it's "I met a Peoria". I guess after listening to it a bunch of times, you just realize what the hell he's saying.

    This is an awesome song, despite it's disgusting imagery. I love it.
    Nussenbaunon December 21, 2006   Link

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