Lyrics Parry Gripp

Parry Gripp

That Ain't Fresh

That ain't fresh

That ain't fresh

Smells like a hot summer day in Bangladesh

You may think you're doing fine but my friend you've crossed the line

That ain't fresh

That ain't fresh

That ain't fresh

That ain't fresh

Smells like a putrid zombie's rotting flesh

You may be a beauty queen but you smell like my latrine

That ain't fresh

No that ain't fresh