Letra de Thirty Six Donald Dicks

Thirty-six club's nights Spinning around my neck People talking too loud Oh people talking too loud Feeling like schmuck Talking about the fun I tried to have, I'm looking I'm looking for the hole that takes to hell Thirty-six Donald Dicks You have to know how to do the duck Thirty-six Donald Dicks Come on, baby, suck my duck Yesterday I lost a friend I was waiting for a piece And he sends me the police man And now a dead can't answer where is the gun And cops are having real, real bad fun Thirty-six mutilated bodies Burning in a hot sauce Made of blood of other victims Thirty-six Donald Dicks You have to know how to do the duck Thirty-six Donald Dicks Come on, baby, suck my duck