Then my poor meatball...
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...rolled out of the door.
It rolled in the garden.
And under a bush.
Then my poor meatball...
...was nothing but mush.
On top of Old Smoky.
All covered with cheese.
I lost my poor meatball...
...when somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table.
And onto the floor.
Then my poor meatball...
...rolled out of the door.
And your poor kobe's asshole is sore after the divorce
lost half of his money to some mexican cleaning whore
ror ror ror
Fuck you then.
And then my poor meatball...
Good morning, Bexar County!
Good morning, Harris county!