Lyrics Preskool Prostitute - Gwar

Preskool Prostitute - Gwar
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Song from the album: Carnival of Chaos
Release date:24.03.1997
Song language:English
Record label:Metal Blade Records

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Preskool Prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute
I saw a friend just the other day
He didn’t have too much to say
He looked crazy, he looked insane
He couldn’t talk because his tongue was in flames
And then he tried to run away
From some chick that was coming this way
I think I thought I knew who she was
Just a little junkie whore that’s a big ugly scuz
I didn’t have to go too far
Flashed twenty bucks and she got in the car
Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool
I tried to give her money, put her family through school
'Cause she’s a real tough mama when she wear’s women’s clothes
Everybody knows she she’s got a bone through her nose
She’s really hot,
But when she gets home, he’s daddy’s all over her twat
Pre-skool prostitute
All the drugs that you can shoot
Oh, pre-skool prostitute
Oh, slave to the brute
I finally gave up, let her do what she please
Wouldn’t have sex with her 'cause I got a disease
But she told a sad story 'bout a family in woe
She was getting fingered by her Daddy’s big toe
He was the first, it was the worst
She came in a Limo and she left in a hearse
She got to five, she’s still alive
Better call the bug man 'cause your twat is a hive
Oh, pre-skool prostitute
And oh, all the drugs that you can shoot
Oh,
Pre-skool, pre-skool, pre-skool
Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool
I tried to give her money, put her family through school
She’s a real tough mama when she wear’s women’s clothes
Everybody knows she’s got a bone through her nose
You’re barely out of diapers and you’re wearing a wig
You might be a baby but you smell like a pig
You became five, you’re still alive
Call the bugman 'cause your twat is a hive
Your naughty nanny
Your grumpy granny
A rusty tire iron hanging out your fanny
Oh, you little English schoolgirl, you
Vengeance is mine
Pre-skool prostitute
Vengeance is mine
Pre-skool prostitute
Vengeance is mine
Pre-skool prostitute
Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine
Pre-skool prostitute
Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine

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