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Yummy Down On This Lyrics - Hooray For Boobies - Bloodhound Gang

Ouch, it won't reach my mouth 

If I could do it myself 

I'd probably never leave the house 

But I can't, so here's where you come in 

Giving it different strokes 

Just like Arnold Drummond 

 

Hummin', hmm hmm 

Good like Campbell's 

And you'll handle the sack 

Like the quarterback Randall 

Cunningham like Joanie loves Chachi 

They call him Ralph Mouth 

'Cause he's down on potsie 

 

Rocky chasin' the chicken 

Watch the plot thicken 

With the cock when your lickin' 

Me like Apollo your creed my mission 

You go down for the count 

I countdown ignition 

 

Blast off, you're a rocket scientist 

A genius what I mean 

Is you suck at this 

So escargot 

'Cause my snail needs frenchin' 

You must be five stars 

'Cause my staff's at full attention 

 

Yummy 

Down on this 

Down on this 

Down on this 

 

Yummy 

Down on this 

Down on this 

Down on this 

 

Yummy 

Down on this 

Down on this 

Down on this 

 

Yummy 

Down on this 

Down on this 

Down on this 

 

Dinner for one 

I know you got your reservations 

Starvation like a third world nation 

So do it for the children 

And I'll make a donation 

My fly's in your eyes 

Let me rise to the occasion 

 

In my underoos 

I tend to be brief 

So when you're sinkin' your teeth 

Deep into my beef 

You can fondle but it's kind of 

Like McDonald's realize it's 

Just a Happy Meal 

So you can't Super Size it 

 

Told to hold the pickle 

Then you went and blew it 

Gherkin off and the 

Special sauce comes included 

But you knew it did 

So concentrate like Tropicana 

To eat a chiquita 

You need to grow the banana 

 

So can ya Bob like Dylan 

On my Peter like Criss? 

'Til it's Chubby like Checker 

C'mon baby do the twist 

It's all in the wrist 

Like table tennis 

So beat me 

Like Betty Crocker cake mix 

 

Yummy 

Down on this 

Down on this 

Down on this 

 

Yummy 

Down on this 

Down on this 

Down on this 

 

Yummy 

Down on this 

Down on this 

Down on this 

 

Yummy 

Down on this 

Down on this 

Down on this 

 

Suck it, suck it, suck it 

Suck it, suck it, suck it 

Suck it, suck it, suck it 

Suck it, suck it, suck it 

 

Suck it, suck it, suck it 

Suck it, suck it, suck it 

Suck it, suck it, suck it 

Suck it, suck it, suck it 

 

If you were a Hindu 

I could aim for the dot 

Yummy down on this 

Yummy down on this 

 

Yummy down on this throbbing pole of hot man chicken 

And feel free to wiggle dunk these purple bulldog cheeks 

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