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Paroles: The Queers. My Cunt's A Cunt.

Before we went out
I used to think that she was hot
And now I really see her
And I see that shes' not
With the mouth of a pirhana -
that's always full
And the face of a rabit pit bull

My cunt's a cunt, my cunt's a cunt

My friends all say she's funny
Well hardy har har
I think she needs a head massage
With a steel bar
I used to fantasize of her
The little jiz jar
But now I dream of seeing her
Getting hit by a car

[Chorus]
[(Guitar solo for Gino!!)]

I guess by now you know
I really hate that bitch
I'd love to see her full of holes in a ditch
They'd do the world a favor
By shuttin' her up
The loud mouth whore with a little C-cup

[Chorus]