GWAR - Pre-Skool Prostitute Lyrics
I saw a friend just the other dayhe didn't have too much to sayHe looked crazy, he looked insaneHe couldn't talk because his tonguewas inflamedAnd then he tried to run awayFrom some chick that was coming this wayI think I thought I knew who she wasA little junkie whore that's a big ugly scuzI didn't have to go to farFlashed 20 bucks and then she got in the carTried to talk to her but she called me a foolI tried to give her moneyAnd put her family through schoolCause she's a real tough mama when she wear's women's clothesEverybody knows she she's got a bone through her noseShe's really hot, he'sDaddies all over her twatPre sckool prostituteAll the drugs that you can shootPre School prostituteSlave to the bruteI finally gave up, let her do what she pleaseWouldn't have sex with her cause I got a diseaseBut she told a sad story 'bout a family in woeShe was getting fingered by her Daddies big toeHe was the firstIt was the worstShe came in a limo and she left in a hearseShe became fiveShe's still aliveBetter call the bug man cause your twat is a hivePreschool ProstituteAll the drugs that you can shootPreschool ProstituteSlave to the bruteTried to talk to her but she called me a foolI tried to give her moneyAnd put her family through schoolShe's a real tough mama and she wear's women's clothesEverybody knows she she's got a bone through her noseYou're barely out of diapers and you're wearing a wigYou might be a baby but you smell like a pigShe got to five she's still alivebetter call the bugman cause your twat is a hive.A naughty nannyYour grumpy GrannyA rusty tire iron hanging out her fannyOh, you little English schoolgirl youVengeance is minedrunken, drunken, drunken, drunken, drunken, drunken...Preschool Prostitute
