Comb / [untitled] Songtext
von Butthole Surfers
Comb / [untitled] Songtext
I was walkin′ down around Venice way
Los Angeles
Oh big California
A man came up to me
About 40, gay
I say
"Go away... OK... No way... AGGGHHHHHHHGH"
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc. I was ridin' wave
Around Malibu beach
A guy came up to me
He was lookin′ like a leech
He said "Hey, Sonny boy, can I eat you peach?"
I say "Motherfucker.if you reach.
I don't know what I'm goin′ to do"
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc.
I was ridin′ my cruiser in West Hollywood
A girl came up to me and she was lookin' mighty good...
I was eating quaaludes like butthole surfers should
She left me there where I stood
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc.
HEY BUTT
WHAT THE FUCK
WE ALL LIKE YOU
′CAUSE YOU'RE A SLUT
Los Angeles
Oh big California
A man came up to me
About 40, gay
I say
"Go away... OK... No way... AGGGHHHHHHHGH"
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc. I was ridin' wave
Around Malibu beach
A guy came up to me
He was lookin′ like a leech
He said "Hey, Sonny boy, can I eat you peach?"
I say "Motherfucker.if you reach.
I don't know what I'm goin′ to do"
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc.
I was ridin′ my cruiser in West Hollywood
A girl came up to me and she was lookin' mighty good...
I was eating quaaludes like butthole surfers should
She left me there where I stood
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc.
HEY BUTT
WHAT THE FUCK
WE ALL LIKE YOU
′CAUSE YOU'RE A SLUT
Writer(s): Gibson Haynes, Jeffrey Coffey, Paul Walthall, Therese Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com