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Text: Abysmal Crucifix. Bay-Ooh-Tay-Tay.

Frankie Dominguez works down at the plastics factory,
Puttin' together little toys for ungrateful shits.
He overhears some talk about a new girl on the line.
They say she smells like ass, and Frankie thinks that's fine.

Oh, bay-ooh-tay-tay,
Right in my face.
Lick it, suck shit.
Mmm, it's delicious!

That night, Frankie calls the new girl up,
Says, "Hey, babe, the guy's all say you smell like butt."
Then she starts to cry, and so he says, "It's all right.
"I love the ass, come over, and we'll do it all night."

They pleasure each other in the ass,
Just like a pair of belles femmes francaises.
The next morning, Frankie finally asks her name.
"Chartreuse," she whispers, stroking his chest mane.

Oh, bay-ooh-tay-tay,
Right in my face.
Lick it, suck shit.
Mmm, it's delicious!

Baby, last night, it was the best.
With you in bed, I doubt that I'll ever rest.
As soon as I smell your aroma,
I fall under your assy magic spells.

Oh, bay-ooh-tay-tay,
Right in my face.
Lick it, suck shit.
Mmm, it's delicious!

Come on, Chartreuse, let's get you back to work!
Don't forget, I don't want the guys to know
About you and me and my ass fetish,
Or the fact that your stink, it drives me wild

(Thanks to Colby for these lyrics)
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