Warren wanted a Beach Boys thing for this one, and Carl Wilson and Billy Hinsche came in, with Carl arranging the vocal parts. The other harmony vocalists (credited as the "Gentlemen Boys") were Jackson Browne, J.D. Souther, Zevon's longtime backers Waddy Wachtel and Jorge Calderon, and Linda Rondstadt/Stone Poneys guitarist Kenny Edwards.
Moaning and a heaving on a hot sticky can
I'm craving chocolate Ex-Lax and my GE fan
I'm tagging on the wall how I got in this jam
It said MSG money, margaritas and my man
Storing up my supper, coffee and my snacks
The shit's piling up, kinda feels like a cramp
Instant relief is what I need to ease
The megacolon that's inside of me
Nightmares of my dinner at the China Doll
Thinking about my wardrobe gonna get at the mall
TV Guide, Cosmo, I'm running out of mags
And I just smoke a pack of my cool fags
Finger in my hole, getting into the dig
There's cum stain on my panties, and jizz in my wig
My man calls me cherry, thinks I'm uptight
But I'm gonna blow him off cause I'm dynamite
She's Sandra H, not Sandra D
And my Lady's Y-Von standing next to me
She said: "Holy shit," I said: "Yes that is it,"
Now Megacolon is a big, big hit
Megacolon
Thinking about my man it really make me sick
The shit got soft, steamy slick
It came out in a blast that was really foul
Forget the white cloud I need the bounty towel
I need a new life, I gotta reform,
I can't take my strife in this thunderstorm
I gotta be strong, gotta be brave
Don't wanna bear the title: "Miss Toilet slave."
I'm Sandra H, not Sandra D
With my Lady Y-von standing next to me
We are five white girl, ruling in New York City
Our rhymes are tough but our faces are pretty
We were hanging out in bars, looking for a groom,
When we met each other in the ladies room
She said: "Holy shit," I said: "Yes that is it,"
Now Megacolon is a big, big hit.
Megacolon
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
I'm craving chocolate Ex-Lax and my GE fan
I'm tagging on the wall how I got in this jam
It said MSG money, margaritas and my man
Storing up my supper, coffee and my snacks
The shit's piling up, kinda feels like a cramp
Instant relief is what I need to ease
The megacolon that's inside of me
Nightmares of my dinner at the China Doll
Thinking about my wardrobe gonna get at the mall
TV Guide, Cosmo, I'm running out of mags
And I just smoke a pack of my cool fags
Finger in my hole, getting into the dig
There's cum stain on my panties, and jizz in my wig
My man calls me cherry, thinks I'm uptight
But I'm gonna blow him off cause I'm dynamite
She's Sandra H, not Sandra D
And my Lady's Y-Von standing next to me
She said: "Holy shit," I said: "Yes that is it,"
Now Megacolon is a big, big hit
Megacolon
Thinking about my man it really make me sick
The shit got soft, steamy slick
It came out in a blast that was really foul
Forget the white cloud I need the bounty towel
I need a new life, I gotta reform,
I can't take my strife in this thunderstorm
I gotta be strong, gotta be brave
Don't wanna bear the title: "Miss Toilet slave."
I'm Sandra H, not Sandra D
With my Lady Y-von standing next to me
We are five white girl, ruling in New York City
Our rhymes are tough but our faces are pretty
We were hanging out in bars, looking for a groom,
When we met each other in the ladies room
She said: "Holy shit," I said: "Yes that is it,"
Now Megacolon is a big, big hit.
Megacolon
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Five white girls ruling in New York city
Lyrics submitted by rjbucs28
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