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In cleaning up my bottomless inbox, I have discovered a nugget of Buddha lewdity

Sung to Tossers – to “Blister in the Sun”


When I’m-a-tossin’, I start to huck
Then I’m so stressed out
The disc is high, and I might miss,
So I start to check you out

Let me hop on…
Tosser on my bum…
Let me hop on on on…
Hang on, I’m gonna cum!

The field was hard, the guys were too,
The women had no bras.
We stripped down, you saw our stuff
And opened up your jaws

Let me go down
Toss it in your mouth
let me go down…
I like it way down south