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Tiki Baby
I'm A Tiki Baby if you know what I mean
From your septic tank I watch your daily routine
When you're finished wiping would you please light a match
And I don't wanna see the P come out of your snatch!
I just like flowers and light romance and I
Guarantee that you'll adore my hula dance...
And then maybe I can be your Tiki Baby (oh yeah!)
maybe I can be your Tiki Baby (oh yeah!)
maybe I can be your Tiki Baby (oh yeah!)
I'm a little Buddha on your kitchen sink
I swear to Me that when you cook pork it stinks
You should nothing but vegetable every day
And nothing beats Nothing when you're going my Way
I got a bald head and big man tits and
If you rub my belly I make you very rich!
Then maybe I can be your Buddha Baby (oh yeah!)
I'm a chubby cherub playing mandolin
On your night stand I watch you when you take to sin, I got a
Bit of silk on my private parts that just
Barely hides my boner when the action starts
I feel real sorry when he comes too soon
But when you're dealin' him a hummer I feel the need to strum a tune