Peaches Waxes Poetic
And since WebSense lists me as "questionable content" anyway:
The lyrics to "Two Guys for Every Girl" from, Impeach my Bush
Come over here hot boys don't you worry I'm nice,
Ever heard of the woman named heidi fleiss?
I got a lusty proposition that I know will suffice,
Let me lay out this condition that I know will entice:
I wanna take you home get you satisfied,
Drugged out sexed up however you fly,
Just one thing I can't compromise,
I wanna see you work it guy on guy.
I wanna see you boys get down with each other
I wanna see you do your lil nasty brother
Just one thing I can't compromise
I wanna see you work it guy on guy.
Two guys for every girl,
Once you boys get started you'll be at it for hours,
Come on boys I know your not damn cowards,
Just remember an ass is an ass,
So roll over have yourself a blast.
Don't get me wrong I'm not afraid to lap up the venus,
Don't get me wrong I'm not afraid to fill up my back,
Don't get me wrong I'm not afraid to be a wet freak,
But its time for the brothers to take a pass.
Two guys for every girl
Working both bones and I'm not in the set,
I'm waiting while white your lickin suckin getting a sweat,
Just when you realize there's nothing left to regret,
Move on over number one's about to rock it.
I'll slink in when you boys are in a french knot,
We play a game its like your gonna get caught,
That's the time you're gonna get so damn hot,
You wanna see my pussy pop pop pop.
I'll be hitting bottom you'll be blowing your top,
hittin bottom blowing your top,
hittin bottom blowing your top,
hittin bottom blowing your top.
Two guys for every girl
No no no baby I ain't carrying mace,
Did you feel something just spraying your face?
He's covered in marmalade,
He's covered in marmalade,
He's covered in marmalade,
He's covered in marmalade.
Slappin your dicks all over the place,
Rubbin that shit all up in your face.
Syracuse Univerisity needs to teach a class on Peaches, cause Lil Kim aint got shit on this bitch. I hope I'm this disgusting when I'm her age. Somebody email me and tell me I already am. Lie to me, It'll make my fuckin' day.
Edit: Yes. Thanks to George for pointing out that we've all heard a Peaches tune, whether we have good Indy radio or not. "Do ya" is an Ipod commercial.
Comments
Wow. I love Peaches.
Posted by: ImAwesome ![[TypeKey Profile Page]](http://www.thebunnyblog.com/nav-commenters.gif)
at October 26, 2006 08:24 PM
You know youre a dirty girl and so is your mutt. Let me buy you dinner again. I promise i won't drool. Want to go to Paris or Amsterdam or anywhere i love you.
Posted by: RazrMazr at October 26, 2006 08:58 PM
Grandma just rolled in her grave.
Edit: Good. I made grandma roll in her grave long before she was even dead.
Posted by: TheTrixie at October 26, 2006 09:03 PM
a) My t.v. only gets QVC. And they don't play ipod commercials.
b) I think I may go illegally download that song later. Hmm. Yep. I will. Oh... wait... I mean "borrow from a friend from Argentina". (That was a close one)
Posted by: Kelsness at October 26, 2006 10:29 PM
I see what you did there. HA!
Posted by: ImAwesome at October 26, 2006 10:46 PM
Questionable content? there is no doubt, what is the question?
Posted by: colin san at October 28, 2006 10:08 PM
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