Ben Franklin Mob H3

Hot vagina for you breakfast,

Hot vagina for your lunch,

Hot vagina for your dinner,

It’s munch, munch, munch, munch, munch.

It’s so tasty and delicious,

Bite size, ready to eat,

So grab your chick, give her a lick,

Hot vagina can’t be beat.

My one skin hangs down to my two skin,

My two skin hangs down to my three,

My three skin hangs down to my foreskin,

My foreskin hangs down to my knee.

Roll back, roll back,

Roll back my foreskin for me, for me.

Roll back, roll back,

Roll back my foreskin for me.

Here’s to ______

Here’s to ________, s/he’s true blue,

S/He’s a hasher through and through,

S/He’s a pisspot so they say,

Tried to go to heaven, but s/he went the other way

Cha Cha Cha/I Whip My Cock Out (Also see “Safe Word”)

I whipped my cock out

I whipped my cock out

And I put it in her mouth.

I whipped my cock out

I whipped my cock out

And I put it in her mouth.

Cha cha cha


Cha Cha Cha/Safe Word

Can’t say your safe word

Can’t say your safe word

When my cock is in your mouth

Can’t say your safe word

Can’t say your safe word

When my cock is in your mouth

Cha Cha Cha


Daisy, Daisy (in the tune of on a Bicycle Built for Two)

Hasher’s words:

Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer true,

Daisy, Daisy, I want to sleep with you,

I really must beg your pardon,

I’ve got a heck of a hard on,

From beating my meat against the seat

On a bicycle built for two.



Harriette’s rebuttal words:

Baby, baby, this is your answer true,

Baby, baby, I would never sleep with you,

I really must beg your pardon,

But that’s not much of a hard on,

From beating your meat against the seat

On a bicycle built for two.


Dead Whore Song (Sung to: My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean)

I fucked a dead whore by the roadside,
I knew very well they were dead,
The skin was all gone from their body,
The hair was all gone from their head,
And after the fucking was over,
To atone for my terrible sin,
I anchored my lips to their asshole,
And sucked out the wad I shot in.

Dead Dog Rover

(Tune: I’m Looking Over a Four Leaf Clover)

I’m looking over,

My dead dog Rover,

That I over ran with the mower.

One leg is missing,

The other is gone,

The third leg is scattered,

All over the lawn.

You see there’s no explaining,

The one remaining,

It’s spinning on the carport floor

I’m looking over,

My dead dog Rover,

That I over ran, hey, that I over ran, hey

That I over ran with the mower!



I’m looking over

My minced dog Rover

That I ran over with the mower

He’s no longer eating

He no longer barks

Hit his collar with the blade

And then we saw sparks

No there’s no use explaining

There’s nothing remaining

He’s scattered on the lawn, you see

I ran over

My dead dog Rover

And sent him to eternity

Dinah, Won’t You Blow Me? (to the tune of Somone’s in the Kitchen with Dinah)

Dinah, won’t you blow me

Dinah, won’t you blow me

Dinah, won’t you blow my hooorrr-orn?

Dinah, won’t you blow me

Dinah, won’t you blow me

Dinah, won’t you blow my horn?

Someone’s in my sister’s vagina

Someone’s in my sister I knooo-oowww

Someone’s in my sister’s vagiiii-naah

Bangin’ like a dynamo


Do Your Balls/Tits Hang Low?

Do your balls hang low?

Do they swing to and fro?

Can you tie ’em in a knot?

Can you tie ’em in a bow?

Can you throw ’em o’er your shoulder,

Can you pluck a merry tune When your balls hang low.


Does a Hasher?

Does a hasher like to walk,

Does a hasher like to run,

Does a hasher like to be where they’re all having fun?

Can he drink a 12-ounce beer,

While his friends all sing and cheer,

Now your time has come

Drink it down down down…

Don’t Say No

Oh my darling, don’t say no,

Over the sofa you gotta go.

Up with your dress,

And down with your drawers,

You tickle mine,

And I’ll tickle yours.


Dose of Clap

(start song with clapping for extra fun)

He’s got a dose of clap on his dick,

He’s got a dose of clap on his dick,

He’s got a dose of clap on his dick,

And all it does is drip, drip, drip…


Dough Ray Me

Dough, the stuff, that buys me beer

Ray, the guy who sells me beer

Me, the guy who drinks the beer

Far, a long, long way to the beer

So, I’ll have another beer

La, La, La, La, La, La, beer

Tea, no thanks, I’ll drinking beer

And that brings us back to… beer beer beer…


Down Down Song

This is your down down song

It isn’t very long.


Down Down Down Your Beer (Row, Row Row Your Boat tune)

Down down down your beer
To pay for your crimes

Quit complainin’ about the taste

There’s no sperm this time.


Drink Two Beers

We drink two beers in the morning

We drink two beers at night

We drink two beers in the afternoon

It makes us feel alright

We drink two beers in times of peace

And two in times of war

We drink two beers before we drink two beers

And then we drink two more

Days of the Week/Is Everybody Happy?

Instructions — Sing/say the day of the week, then say all the previous days, then the chorus


Chorus:

Is Everybody Happy? You bet your ass we are!

Doo-do-do-doo-do-do-do-do
Doo-do-do-doo-do-do-do-do
(turn around in a circle with your beer or finger over your head)


Today is Monday. Monday is a Wanking Day! (make a wanking motion)

(chorus)

Today is Tuesday. Tuesday is two-finger day! (put up yr two fingers)

(Monday + chorus)

Today is Wednesday. Wednesday is a hhhhoo-hooo day (put your fingers to your lips in a v for licking pussy)

(Tuesday + Monday + chorus)

Today is Thursday. Thursday is a hashing day!
(Weds + Tues + Mon + chorus)

Today is Friday! Friday is a fucking day! (make a sha-wing! fucking move)

(Thurs + Weds + Tues + Mon + chorus)

Today is Saturday! Saturday is a drinking day!

(Friday + Thurs + Weds + Tues + Mon + chorus)

Today is Sunday. Sunday is a day of rest.

Why???!?! Because!!!

(Saturday + Fri + Thurs + Weds + Tues + Mon + chorus)

Engineer Song

An engineer told me before he died,

Ah-hum, titty-bum, titty-bum, titty-bum,

An engineer told me before he died,

Ah-hum, ah-hum,

An engineer told me before he died,

I have no reason to believe he lied,

Ah-hum, titty-bum, titty-bum, titty-bum,

Ah-hum, titty-bum, titty-bum, titty-bum.


He had a wife with a cunt so wide,

Ah-hum……….etc.

He had a wife with a cunt so wide,

Ah-hum……….etc.

He had a wife with a cunt so wide,

That she could never be satisfied,

Ah-hum……….etc.


So he built a bloody great wheel,

With two balls of brass and a prick of steel.


The balls of brass he filled with cream,

And the whole fucking issue was driven by steam.


He tied her to the leg of the bed,

Tied her hands above her head.


There she lay demanding a fuck,

He shook her hand and wished her luck.


‘Round and ’round went the bloody great wheel,

In and out went the prick of steel.


Up and up went the level of steam,

Down and down went the level of cream.


‘Till at last the maiden cried,

Enough, enough, I’m satisfied.


Now we come to the tragic bit,

There was no way of stopping it.


She was split from ass to tit,

And the whole fucking thing was covered in shit.


It jumped off her, it jumped on him,

And then it buggered their next of kin.


It jumped on an uptown bus,

And the mess it made caused quite a fuss.


The last time, Sir, that prick was seen

It was over in England fucking the Queen.


There is a moral to the story I tell,

If you see it coming better run like hell.


Nine months later a child was born,

With two brass balls and a bloody great horn.


The moral of this story is mighty clear.

Never fuck an engineer.

El Camino
El Camino! El-El- Camino! El Camino! El-El- Camino!
The front is like a car, the back is like a truck!

The front is where you drive, the back is where you (fuck/ El Camino! El-El- Camino!)

Father Abraham

Chorus

Father Abraham had seven sons.

And seven sons had Father Abraham.

And he never laughed, (Ha!)

And he never cried,(Waaaa!)

All he did was go like this.


With a left. (Hold left arm out, moving hand to vertical and back again, and sing chorus while doing

it.)


(Stop moving arm and drop to side, then start over.)

With a left, (Start moving left arm again.)

And a right. (Start moving right arm in same fashion at same time as left, then sing chorus

again while doing so. This goes on adding movements in order with each verse.)


With a left,

And a right,

And a left (Start moving left leg back an forth to side along with the arms.)


With a left,

And a right,

And a left,

And a right, (Now you are doing jumping jacks)


(Repeat the limb positions, then:)

She’s a!!! (Squat, do chorus with

the jumping jacks, shouting “She’s a” and doing the

butt thrust after “Father Abraham and at the end

of each line except the last.)


(Repeat the previous positions, then:)

Ho! (Thrust your pevis forward and ending with the chorus like this:)


Father Abraham (She’s a Ho!) had seven sons (She’s a Ho!)

And seven sons had Father Abraham (She’s a Ho!)

And he never laughed (She’s a Ho!)

And he never cried (She’s a Ho!)

All he did was go like this

Follow the Hare

Sample Verse:

My boyfriend’s a lawyer, a lawyer, a lawyer, a mighty good lawyer is he

All day he screws you, he screws you, he screws you

And at night he comes home and screws me.


Chorus:

Ohhhh! Drink a little bit, fuck a little bit

Follow the hare

Follow the hare with your tits in the air

Drink a little bit, fuck a little bit, follow the hare all the way!


Verse:
My girlfriend’s a glassblower, a glassblower, a glassblower, a mighty fine glassblower is she

All day she blows glass, she blows glass, she blows glass

And at night she comes home and blows me!


Plumber/lays pipe… lays me

Farmer/plows fields, plows me

Mechanic/lubes motors, lubes me

Food critic/eats food, eats me

Dentist/Drills

Milkman/milks

Carpenter/nails/bangs

Contractor/hammers

Cowboy or cowgirl/rides

Etc. keep making up tunes about jobs and sexual things they do at home

Gentle Kiss of Fido (Also see Jerking Off in Silence)

Hello there my furry friend

I’ve come to play with you again

It seems another lonely night

I brought some peanut butter please don’t bite

Because your tongue is so much softer than my fist, I can’t resist

The gentle kiss, Of Fido

Give Me an A

Give me an A (A!!!)

Give me an A (A!!!)

Give me an A (A!!!)

What does that spell?

Aaaaaaaaaaa!

God Bless My Underwear (God Bless America tune)

God bless my underwear,

Brand that I like,

Stand inside them, And ride them,

Between my buns when I run or I bike.

From the waistband,

To the leg holes,

To the crotch flap,

Soaked with piss,

God bless my underwear

They look like this! (Person singing shows their underwear)

Goo Goo Goo Runnin’ Out My Back Door (Lookin’ Out My Backdoor/CCR tune)

Just got out of prison

My asshole’s still a fizzin’

Dreamin’ of the friends I left behind at cell block four

They raped me in the showers

It must have been for hours

Now there’s goo-goo-goo runnin’ out my back door

Hashers, Meet the Hashers (Flintstones tune)

Hashers, meet the hashers,

They’re the biggest drunks in history,

From the town of Philly,

They’re the leaders in debauchery.

Half minds, trailing shitty through the years,

Watch them as they down a lot of beers.

He Ought Be Publicly Pissed On

He ought to be publicly pissed on,

He ought to be publicly shot, (bang-bang!)

He ought to be tied to a urinal,

And left there to fester and rot.


He’s the Meanest

He’s the meanest,

He sucks the horse’s penis

He’s the meanest, he’s a horse’s ass

Ever since he found it,

All he does is pound it,

He’s the meanest, he’s the horse’s ass


He’s always pissing on us,

He’s rotten and dishonest,

He’s the meanest, he’s the horse’s ass.

The Hairs of Her Dickey Di-Do

(The Mayor of Bayswater,

He has a lovely daughter,

And the hairs on her dickie-di-doe,

Hang down to her knees.) – Not used



And the hairs (and the hairs)

And the hairs (and the hairs)

And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees



One black one, one white one,

And one with a little shite on,

And one with a little light on to show us the way



And the hairs (and the hairs)

And the hairs (and the hairs)

And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees

Her Left Tit Hangs Down

Her left tit hangs down to her belly

Her right tit hangs down to her knee

If her left tit hung down to her right tit

She’d get lots of weenie from me.

Her Vagina Has a First Name (See Juicy Pussy, Peter Penis, Oscar Meyer song tune)

Her vagina has a first name,

It’s P-U-S-S-Y.

Her vagina has an address,

It’s downstairs at the Y.

I love to eat it every day,

And if you ask me why I’ll say:

Her vagina tastes OK,

Mixed with my sperm’s DNA!

Here’s to Brother Hashers

Here’s to brother hasher, brother hashers, brother hashers

Here’s to brother hasher, may he chug-a-lug,

He’s happy, he’s jolly

He’s fucked up by golly.

Here’s to brother hasher, may he chug-a-lug

So, drink motherfucker, drink motherfucker,

Drink motherfucker, drink motherfucker

Here’s to brother hasher, may he chug-a-lug.

I like Beer (to the tune of Frère Jacques aka We’ve Got Virgins)

I like beer

I like beer

Yes I do

Yes I do

I’m a fucking hasher

I’m a fucking hasher

I’ll take two.

I’ll take two.

I Love My Girl

I love my girl, yes I do, yes I do

I love her true-ly

I love the hole she pisses through

I love her tits, her lily white tits

Her nut brown asshole

I’ll eat her shit Gobble Gobble Yum Yum

With a Rusty Spoon

With a Rusty Spoon

I Masturbated (I Wanna Be Sedated tune)

Twenty-twenty-twenty-four hours ago

I masturbated

No one to do, not even a hoe

so I masturbated

Lyin on the sofa with a dirty magazine

Got a box of Kleenex and some vaseline

Can’t control my fingers, can’t control my load

Oh no oh oh OH OOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Down down down down, da-down-down-down-down….

I Wish I Were a Hasher with a Penis (Oscar Meyer Weiner tune)

I wish I were a hasher with a penis

That is what I really wanna be

Cause if I were a hasher with a penis

I wouldn’t have to stop and squat to pee

If Your Girlfriend Tastes Like Shit (Tune of If your happy and you know it)

If your girlfriend tastes like shit, flip her over

If your girlfriend tastes like shit, flip her over

If your girlfriend tastes like shit, then it’s probably not her clit

If your girlfriend tastes like shit, flip her over


If Your Boyfriend Tastes Like Shit
If your boyfriend tastes like shit, he’s a homo

If your boyfriend tastes like shit, he’s a homo

If your boyfriend tastes like shit he was probably sucking dick

If your boyfriend tastes like shit, he’s a homo

I’m Your Mailman

Here I come, down your way,

I can come twice a day,

I’m your mailman.

Knock your knockers, ring your bell,

I can make you feel swell,

I’m your mailman.

I can come in any kind of weather,

Don’t you know my bags are made of leather?

I don’t mess with keys or locks,

I’ll just slip it in your box,

I’m your mailman.

Incest Time in Texas

Well, it’s incest time in Texas,

No pussy to be found.

Your momma’s in the outhouse

With her panties half-way down.

No time for masturbation,

No time to beat your meat,

When it’s incest time in Texas,

Mother-fucking can’t be beat!

It’s A Small Dick

Well it’s not too long and it’s not too thick,

It gets hard too slow and it cums too quick,

It gets lost in her twat,

But it’s all that he’s got,

It’s a small, small, dick.

It’s a small dick after all,

It’s a small dick after all,

Always limp from alcohol, (it gets small with alcohol? impotence with alcohol?)

It’s a small, small, dick!

Jerking Off in Silence (in the tune of Sound of Silence)

Hello penis my old friend, I’ve come to play with you again

Because a wet dream softly creeping, I spilled my seed while I was sleeping

And the helmet that was planted in my hand, did expand

While jerking off, in silence

Juicy Pussy (Oscar Meyer Weiner Song)

My vagina has a first name

It’s J-U-I-C-Y

My vagina has a 2nd name

It’s P-U-S-S-Y

My boyfriend/girlfriend licks it every day and if you ask them why they’ll say

That juicy pussy is the way in my V-A-G-I-N-A!

Kitchen Song

She likes it in the kitchen

She likes it in the kitchen

She likes it in the kitchen

And kitchen stands for butt

Let It Grow (Let it Go Frozen song)

Let it grow, let it grow

Grab ahold and jerk some more

Here it goes, here it goes

On your knees and suck it sore

I don’t care

If it’s on your face

Let the cum rage on

The burn never bothered you anyway

Love Me Tender

Love me tender, love me sweet

Wrap your lips around my meat

Watch me smile and watch me grin

As the cum rolls down, down, down…

My DNA (YMCA tune)

Young Girl,

I like it when you go down,

I said Young Girl,

Won’t you kneel on the ground,

I said Young Girl,

With your lips full and round,

On your knees you make me happy.


(spit, spit, spit, spit, spit)


I want to spray you with My DNA,

I want to spray you with My DNA,

It’s a present from me,

a gift to all of the girls

I sure hope you like to wear pearls


Drink it down, down, down . . .

y Little Pink Panties

(Melody – When You Wore a Tulip (sometimes known as “My Little Red Rose”))

I wore my panties,

My little pink panties,

And he wore his G.I. shorts.

He began to caress me,

And then he undressed me,

What a thrill we had in store.

He played with my titties,

My little pink titties,

And down where the short hairs grow.

His kisses grew sweeter,

He pulled out his peter,

And whitewashed my little red rose.

No-No Song (Stop, Don’t Touch Me There)

Stop! Don’t touch me there!

That is my NO-NO square

R-A-P-E, get your filthy hands off me!

Number Song

You’re not number 5!

Not number 4, number 3, number 2

You’re Number 1 (everyone gives the people in circle the finger)

Old MacDonald – ONLY FOR OUTDOOR CIRCLES

Old MacDonald had a farm, EiEiO

And on that farm he had some cows, EiEioh

With a moo moo here and a moo moo there, here a moo there a moo everywhere a moo-moo
Old MacDonald had a farm, EiEIO


(use as many verses as you want but end it with)

On that farm he had a Whale –

(everyone gets a mouth full of beer and then spits it out at someone in circle for being a d’bag or doing something really awesome)

Our Lager (Our Father)

Our Lager
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk,
I will be drunk,
At home as in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not into incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the Beer, The Bitter, and the Lager,
Barmen.

Peter Penis (Oscar Meyer Weiner song)

My penis has a first name, it’s P-E-T-E-R

My penis has a 2nd name it’s P-E-N-I-S

My girlfriend sucks it everyday and if you ask her why she’ll say

(make choking/gobbling/mouthful noises)

Put Your Left Leg Over My Shoulder

Put your left leg over my shoulder,

Put your right leg over my shoulder,

La la la la la, la la la la, la la la.

Put your left tit over my shoulder,

Put your right tit over my shoulder,

Bla bla bla bla bla, bla bla bla bla, bla bla bla.


Quit Your Fuckin’ Whinin’

Quit your fuckin’ whinin’,

Quit your fuckin’ bitchin’,

Now go ahead, and give me head,

And get back into the kitchen!

Rubber Dickie (aka Rubber Dildo)

Rubber dickie, you’re the one

You make bedtime so much fun

Rubber dickie I’m awfully fond of you

Rubber dickie, toy of toys

When you’re in me I make noise

Rubber dickie you’re my very best friend, it’s true…

Sally in the Alley

Sally in the alley, sifting cinders

Lifted up her skirt and farted like a man

The wind from her butt blew out six winders

The cheeks of her ass went bam! bam! bam!

She’s Alright

She’s alright, she’s alright

She’s a little flat-chested

But she’s alright

She’s a Little Sexpot

She’s a little sexpot

Short and squat

Here are her handles

Here is her twat

When she gets all filled up

Then hear her shout

“Bend me over

And eat me out!”

Stan Song

Beware you other Hashers, who want to steal our Stan.

She’s been around, she’s seen the world by air, and sea, and land.

Her parents here in Philly have to watch her like a hawk,

Cause Stan won’t stop ‘til she’s been on top of every color cock.

She might seem sweet and harmless, but soon you’ll come to see

You’re missing cash, you’ve got a rash, and it burns when you try to pee.

She’s our dirty daughter, she’s Philly’s precious gem,

And if you fuck with Stan you fuck with the whole damn BFM!

Stringy hair

Furrowed brow

Wooden Eye (Yes I would!)

Crooked Nose

Blowjob Lips

Cum-stained teeth

Swinging Tits / Exhibit A, Exhibit B

Furry thing / Clean-shaven thing

Has she been a very good sport?

U-G-L-Y/Face Down Ass Up

Face down, ass up,
That’s the way we like to fuck
Your momma, your momma
Your momma says you’re ugly

D-A-D-D-Y
You don’t even know that guy
Your daddy, your daddy
Your daddy says you’re ugly

U-N-C-L-E
That guy is your real daddy (alt: “that guy is dead to me”)
Your uncle, your uncle
Your uncle says you’re ugly

C-O-U-S-I-N
That’s who you’ll be marryin’
Your cousin, your cousin
Your cousin says you’re ugly

What a Wank

What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank,

What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank,wank,

What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank,

What a wank, what a wank, wank, wank.

When It’s Hog Calling Time

When it’s hog-calling time in Nebraska
When it’s hog-calling time in Nebraska
When it’s hog-calling time in Nebraska
Then it’s hog-calling time in Nebraska

Boom chug-a-lugga-lugga, boom chug-a-lugga-lugga
Boom chug-a-lugga-boom
Boom chug-a-lugga-lugga, boom chug-a-lugga-lugga
Boom chug-a-lugga-boom

(Alternate verses)

When it’s sheep-fucking time in New Zealand
When it’s sheep-fucking time in New Zealand
When it’s sheep-fucking time in New Zealand
Then it’s sheep-fucking time in New Zealand

When it’s cow-punching time in Texas
When it’s cow-punching time in Texas
When it’s cow-punching time in Texas
Then it’s cow-punching time in Texas

When the End of the Month Rolls Around (in the tune of As the Cassions Go Rolling Along)

You can tell by the stain that she’s in a lot of pain
When the end of the month rolls around.
You can tell by her stance she’s got cotton in her pants
When the end of the month rolls around.

CHORUS:
For it’s hi, hi, hee, in the Kotex industry,
Shout out your sizes loud and strong:
Junior, Regular, Super-Duper, Bale of Hay!
For where e’re we go you will always know
When the end of the month rolls around.

You can tell by her walk that you’ll sit around and talk
You can tell by the blotch that she’s got a leaky crotch
You can tell by her eyes there is blood between her thighs

You can tell by her pout that her eggs are falling out
You can tell by her stance that she’s bleeding in her pants.
You can tell that it itches by the way she always bitches

You can bet it isn’t sweat when her underwear is wet
You can tell by the stink that she isn’t in the pink
You can tell by the frown that you’ll have to go for brown

You can tell by the smell that she isn’t very well
You can tell by the moaning that she’s losing hemoglobin
You can tell by the string that you’re not gonna get a thing

Whip it out at the Ballgame
Whip it out at the Ballgame
Wave it ‘round at the crowd
Dip it in peanuts and crackerjacks
I don’t care if you give it a whack
‘Cause it’s beat your meat at the ball game,
If you don’t come it’s a shame.
For it’s One, Two, you’re covered in goo
At the old ball Game!

Why Was He Born So Beautiful
Why was he born so beautiful,
Why was he born at all,
He’s no fucking use to anyone,
He’s no fucking use at all.
He may be a joy to his mother,
But he’s a pain in the asshole to me.

Wings of a Sparrow
If I had the wings of a sparrow,
If I had the wings of a crow,
I’d fly over all of the shiggy,
And shit on the hashers below.

With a Pipe And a Book

With a pipe and a book and a hooker on my lap
I’m gonna tell a tale and give her ass a slap
I’ll tell her the story of Old Huck Finn
And ask her where I can stick it in…

I open up a bottle of fine vintage wine
And ask her if we can 69…

Would You Like a Finger
Would you like a finger in your beer,
Would you like a finger in your ear,
Would you like a finger in your rear,

No sir, no fucking way sir, no fucking way sir, no fucking way,
Hey! Hey! Hey!

Yo Ho

I put my hand upon her toe,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her toe,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her toe,
She said, “Hey, now!  That’s way to low!”
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

I put my hand upon her knee,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her knee,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her knee,
She said, “Come on!  You’re kiddin’ me!”
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

I put my hand upon her thigh,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her thigh,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her thigh,
She said, “Come on!  You’re way too shy!”
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

I put my hand upon her tit,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her tit,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her tit,
She said, “Hey now!  You’re gettin’ it!”
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

I put my hand upon her twat,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her twat,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my hand upon her twat,
She said, “Right there!  That’s the spot!”
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

I put my dick right in her mouth,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my dick right in her mouth,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
I put my dick right in her mouth,
She said, “Mmm umph mmph um um-mmph!”
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

And now she’s buried in a wooden box,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
And now she’s buried in a wooden box,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
And now she’s buried in a wooden box,
From suckin’ too many hashers’ cocks!
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

We dig her up every now and then,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
We dig her up every now and then,
Yo-ho, yo-ho!
We dig her up every now and then,
She fucked us once, she’ll fuck us again!
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

The worms have eaten her through and through, Yo-ho, yo-ho!
The worms have eaten her through and through, Yo-ho, yo-ho!
The worms have eaten her through and through,
What the hell, more holes to screw!
Get in, get out, quit fuckin’ about,
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho!

Yogi Bear

There’s a Bear in the deep, dark woods, Yogi, Yogi
There’s a Bear in the deep, dark woods, Yogi Yogi Bear
Yogi Yogi Bear! Yogi Yogi Bear!
There’s a Bear in the deep,dark woods, Yogi Yogi Bear

Yogi has a girlfriend too, Cindy, Cindy
Yogi has a girlfriend too, Cindy, Cindy Bear
Cindy, Cindy Bear! Cindy, Cindy Bear
Yogi has a girlfriend too, Cindy, Cindy Bear

Cindy doesn’t shave her snatch, Grizzly, Grizzly
Cindy likes it upside down, Koala, Koala
Yogi has a best friend bear, Boo-Boo, Boo-Boo
Yogi Has a 10inch Cock, Black Bear, Black Bear
BooBoo Likes in in the Butt, Brown Bear, Brown Bear

Cindy Doesn’t Wash Her Snatch, Camem-, Camem- (Camembert)
BooBoo Drank Too Much Last Night, Can’t’ Remem, Can’t Remem (Can’t Remember)
Cindy likes vegetables, Cucum, Cucum (Cucumber)

Cindy is a frigid bitch, Polar, Polar…
Cindy has a girlfriend, Klondyke, Klondyke…
Booboo lost all his teeth, Gummi, Gummi…
Cindy has a black eye, Panda, Panda
Yogi is the #1 Threat, Stephen Col-, Stephen Col… (Stephen Colbert)
Keep making up verses with words ending with bear…


(end of the song)
Yogi Has a 12inch Cock, More Than, More Than
Yogi Has a 12inch Cock, More Than I Can Bear
…
Yogi Has a 12inch Cock, More Than, More Than
Yogi Has a 12inch Cock, More Than I Can Bear
…

You’re Stupid

You’re stupid, you’re stupid,
You’re really fucking dumb,
If it wasn’t for your mother,
You’d be a stain of cum.