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Elly May Songtext
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Elly May Songtext

Oh, haha, oh, yeah
This is the story of Elly May
Mike E Clark on the funk, bitch
Recognize
It ain′t Toby Keith, motherfucker
Like that, like that
Oh, there she go now
Hey, Elly May
Oh, yeah, well

Elly May is the southernist that I ever saw
She has four youngins and her baby daddy is her pa
She teach third grade, but dropped out in the first
And laughs like a donkey every time she curse
Elly May sells neden, she's pimped by ′em all
Business always sucks, but it's slowed to a crawl
She used to have a beard that would tickle my balls
But then shaved and revealed the worst mug I ever saw


Elly named her belly Big Sweetie Priscilla
When Elly hungry no smorgasbord will fill her
She walks on her knuckles like a damn gorilla
An elephant gun to the face wouldn't kill her

Elly May like to say she the pigtail queen
You′re probably thinkin′ hair, but that ain't what I mean
Elly May like to grub and roll in the mud
And has a real pigtail right above her milk dud

Elly May is a looker, and I sure do look
So hot when I hit she make my hot dog cook
So what′s a fella gotta do to make her love me sweet?
Elly squeal and squeak when you suckle her feet

Elly May has a way of making me feel fine
Skeets my skeet about a thousand times
She tried every way but can't make her say, "I do"
Unless I ask if she want another helping of food

Bring it back, Mike!

Elly May got a crooked eye, in fact she got two
They′re both lazy, we call her googly goo
But she can see the future and way in the past
They're so crooked, when she cry, the tears fall out her ass


Elly May gots a neden, bigger than a porpoise
If you go down on her, better bring snorkels
Don′t she make the house shake when she walk the halls?
Floor boards crack and out the roof dust falls

Elly May's four teeth merged into just ones
Screams like a banshee when she bites her tongue
You might even think Siren's Head′s on the loose
But it′s just crazy Elly with her monster tooth

Next to Elly May's ass, people look like ants
Two balloons smuggled in some yoga pants
Plus her neden′s hairy like a fuckin' Sasquatch
I fingered her once, and I lost my watch

Elly May is a looker, and I sure do look
So hot when I hit she make my hot dog cook
So what′s a fella gotta do to make her love me sweet?
Elly squeal and squeak when you suckle her feet

Elly May has a way of making me feel fine
Skeets my skeet about a thousand times
She tried every way but can't make her say, "I do"
Unless I ask if she want another helping of food

Yeah, I like that, I like that a lot
What? No, we ain′t done now
Come on back with that, Mike, shit

Elly May is a looker, and I sure do look
So hot when I hit, she make my hot dog cook
So what's a fella gotta do to make her love me sweet?
Elly squeal and squeak when you suckle her feet

Elly May has a way of making me feel fine
Skeets my skeet about a thousand times
She tried every way but can't make her say, "I do"
Unless I ask if she want another helping of-

Sure do look (sure do look)
Hot dog cook (hot dog cook)
Love me sweet (love me sweet)
Suckle her feet (suckle her feet)
Me feel fine (me feel fine)
Thousand times (thousand times)
Say, "I do" (say, "I do")
Helping of food

Yeah
Mike, you a fool for this slappy bar shit
Oh
You should probably turn that up, right?
What the fuck?

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