Well i didn't mind the pimples on her behind,
And i didn't care 'bout the crusties in her hair.
But man it sure is rough,
When you are goin down on that muff,
And you open up your eyes, and much to your surprise...
She's got dingleberries, and funky doo doo.
Umm dingleberries, nasty poo poo, on her bo bo.
Look here bitch, that s***'s makin my mustache itch,
Go on s***, get in there and wash your butt...
Now do like i say.
Well i didn't mind the tuna fish smell,
And i didn't mind the flies.
But i couldn't take that poo poo cake,
And the burnin' in my eyes...
Dingleberries, funky doo doo.
Oh the bitch had dingleberries, nasty poo poo on her bo bo.
Alright.
Well i got one stuck in my teeth,
Another one caught in my eye.
I got one under my fingernail,
And i put it back in the pie.
Dingleberries, ooooh, funky doo doo.
Mmmmmm, the bitch had dingleberries, nasty poo poo on her bo bo.
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That's the dingleberry blues.