Boss Hog What The f..ck
Lost in a moment she is
Witness her grace
As if the Buddha kissed her
Glory marks her face
How can I stop this fever
Fore it bleeds me dry
Tie her hand behind her back
Feed her some disguise
Hey now!
Once by the knife what she said
Pin your eyelids back
Johnny in her soft hips
Beg her displeasures
Resist her if you’re sharp
Resist her empty threats
Run from the long arm
Of her circus
Hey now!
Get the f..ck
Get the f..ck
Get the f..ck
I see your
Blood in the shower
Blood in the hall
Can’t play your crutch forever
I need my own
What you’d expect from me?
That’s not my style
No use in these restrictions
Won’t change your fate
Relax, sit back, embrace her
Stand still a while
Hey now!
Get the f..ck
Get the f..ck
Get the f..ck
Hey now!
