Linda Brown - The Outback Nightmare

The boys have eyed her off all night
Who the fuck knows where she’s from
Slides off her stool to get a drink
She’s got no knickers on
Tits are pouring out her bra
It’s driving the lads mad
Tightest fucken arse on her
It’ll make you punch your granddad
Jesse Patton put on a stride
A bull rider from the sticks
“I’m gonna towel this sheila up
While you cunts play with your dicks!”
Now, she’s in your town
The nightmare, it’s Linda Brown
She won’t stop
She’s got an angle, she’s a grinder
And she won’t fucken rest
‘Till she’s got the chop
She might take you home dickhead
If you’re shouting the next round
At three thirty three you’ll be fucking dead
You drunk piece of shit, you better go down
She said “Don’t fucken cum yet or I’ll fucken kill ya”
Jesse looked confused then he blew his load
Mr Patton took a breath and nodded off
She grabbed his knob and stretched it out and cut it off!
Spurting! Freaking out! Blood was in his cough.
Into her handbag goes another severed cock!
She dragged him closer to the car
Jesse almost dead (oh fuck)
Dragged the cunt beneath the wheel
Dropped a burnout on his head
Brains and asphalt meet
She had a pretty good one this week
From town to town, it’s going down
The outback nightmare - Linda Brown!
Now, she’s in your town
The nightmare, it’s Linda Brown
She won’t stop
She’s got an angle, she’s a grinder
And she won’t fucken rest
‘Till she’s got the chop
She might take you home dickhead
If you’re shouting the next round
At three thirty three you’ll be fucking dead
You drunk piece of shit, you better go down
Go down!
SHE’S THE OUTBACK NIGHTMARE!
SHE’S THE OUTBACK NIGHTMARE!
Another town, another place
Shitcunts drinking, off their face
Flash this big cunt bit of vag
She’ll kill this bloke back at his dad’s
And when she thinks she’s got her fix
She’ll add his cock to the bag of dicks
That’s right cunts, she’s in your town
The outback nightmare - Linda Brown!
Now, she’s in your town
The nightmare, it’s Linda Brown
She won’t stop
She’s got an angle, she’s a grinder
And she won’t fucken rest
‘Till she’s got the chop
She might take you home dickhead
If you’re shouting the next round
At three thirty three you’ll be fucking dead
You drunk piece of shit, you better go down
Go down!
SHE’S THE OUTBACK NIGHTMARE!
SHE’S THE OUTBACK NIGHTMARE!
SHE’S THE OUTBACK NIGHTMARE!