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 inflamed

And then he tried to run away

From some chick that was coming this way

I think I thought I knew who she was

A little junkie whore that's a big ugly scuz

I didn't have to go to far

Flashed 20 bucks and then she got in the car

Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool

I tried to give her money

And 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, he's hot to trot, but when she gets home

Daddies all over her twat

Pre sckool prostitute

All the drugs that you can shoot

Pre School prostitute

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 Daddies big toe

He was the first

It was the worst

She came in a limo and she left in a hearse

She became five

She's still alive

Better call the bug man cause your twat is a hive

Preschool Prostitute

All the drugs that you can shoot

Preschool Prostitute

Slave to the brute

Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool

I tried to give her money

And put her family through school

She's a real tough mama and she wear's women's clothes

Everybody knows she 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

She got to five she's still alive

better call the bugman cause your twat is a hive.

A naughty nanny

Your grumpy Granny

A rusty tire iron hanging out her fanny

Oh, you little English schoolgirl you

Vengeance is mine

drunken, drunken, drunken, drunken, drunken, drunken...

Preschool Prostitute