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Hot Dog Lyrics


Limp Bizkit Hot Dog

Songwriters: Durst, Fred; Otto, John; Reznor, Trent; Borland, Wes; Dimant, Leor; Rivers, Sam;

Ladies and Gentlemen
Introducing
The chocolate starfish
And the hot dog flavored water
Bring it on
Get the f..ck up
Yea
Check one, two

Listen up
Listen up
Here we go
(Here we go)
It's a f..cked up world
(World)
A f..cked up place
(Place)
Everybody's judged
By their f..cked up face
f..cked up dreams
(Dreams)
f..cked up life
(Life)
A f..cked up kid
With a f..cked up knife
f..cked up moms
(Moms)
And f..cked up dads
(Dads)
f..cked up cop
With a f..cked up badge
f..cked up job
(Job)
With f..cked up pay
(Pay)
And a f..cked up boss
Is a f..cked up day
f..cked up press
And f..cked up lies
(Lies)
Lethal's in the back
With the f..cked up eyes

(Hey)
(It's on)
Everybody knows it's on
(Hey)
(It's on)
Everybody knows it's on

Ain't it a shame
That you can't say f..ck?
(Fuck)
f..ck's just a word
And it's all f..cked up
Like a f..cked up punk
(Punk)
With a f..cked up mouth
(Mouth)
And nine inch nails
Get knocked the f..ck out
f..cked up AIDS
(AIDS)
From f..cked up sex
(Sex)
Fake assed titties
On a f..cked up chest
We're all f..cked up
So whatcha wanna do
With f..cked up me
And f..cked up you?

You wanna f..ck me like an animal
You like to burn me on the inside
You like to think that I am a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me

Ain't life a bitch?
(Bitch)
A f..cked up ditch
(Ditch)
f..cked up sore
With a f..cked up stitch
A f..cked up head
(Head)
Is a f..cked up shame
Swingin' on my nuts
Is a f..cked up game
Jealousy fillin' up
A f..cked up mind
It's real f..cked up
Like a f..cked up crime
If I say f..ck, two more times
That's forty six f..cks
In this f..cked up rhyme

(Hey)
(It's on)
Everybody knows it's on
(Hey)
(It's on)
Everybody knows it's on

You wanna f..ck me like an animal
You like to burn me on the inside
You like to think that I am a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me
(Me)

Wao, ooo, listen up Baby
You can't bring me down
(Bring me down)
I don't think so
(I don't think so)
Also, you betta check yo'
(Check yourself)
Before you wreck yourself
Kiss my starfish
My chocolate starfish
Punk
Kiss my starfish
My chocolate starfish

You wanna f..ck me like an animal
You like to burn me on the inside
You like to think that I am a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me



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