I love her
she loves me
we all love aphordite
with a great big kiss from all of us to you
won't you say you love her too
Engineering Hymn WARNING! Explicit Lyrics.
Orgys make the world go around,
make the world go around x2
Orgys make the world go around,
so let's all have an orgy!
At MY orgy the firemen are going to show up....
Awww.....
....to the smell of burning rubber!
Yay!!!
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At MY orgy, there will only be one matress...
Awww.....
From wall to wall!
Yay!!!
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At MY orgy, there will only be one chair....
Awww.....
My face!
Yay!!!
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At MY orgy, there will be no electic toys....
Awww....
Only kick-start gas powered ones!
Yay!!!
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At MY orgy, the cops will show up....
Awww.....
To bring the cuffs!
Yay!!!
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At MY orgy, the circus won't show up....
Awww......
But the midgets are still comming!
Yay!!!
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I used to work at Chicago's,
an old department store.
I used to work at Chicago's,
don't work there anymore.
A man came in for some apples,
ALL: Some apples from the store...
Some apples he wanted, my CHERRY he got...
ALL: Ohh, I don't work there anymore...
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A lady came in for a hammer,
ALL: A hammer from the store...
A hammer she wanted, NAILED she got...
ALL: Ohh, I don't work there anymore....
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A lady came in for a screen door,
ALL: A screen door from the store....
A screen door she wanted, a BACKDOOR she got...
ALL: Ohh, I don't work there anymore....
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A lady came in for some fishing supplies,
ALL: Fishing supplies from the store....
Fishing supplies she wanted, my ROD she got....
ALL: Ohh, I don't work there anymore....
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Arubop Arubop, Araybop Araybop (I think.)
I wish all the ladies
were holes in the road
and I was a dump truck
fillin' them with my load
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I wish all the fellas
were leaves on a tree
and I was the ground
and they'd all fall on me
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I wish all the ladies
were bricks in a pile
and I was the brick layer
laying them all in style
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I wish all the fellas
were using their hands
and I was the door
and I was gettin' slammed
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I wish all the ladies
were buns on a shelf
and I was the baker
eatin' them all myself
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I wish all the fellas
were workmen in a crew
and I was the forman
showin' them how to screw
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I wish all the ladies
were jokeys at a race
and I was the saddle
they were sittin' on my face
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I wish all the fellas
were cookies and cream
and I was the fillin'
nestled in between
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I wish all the ladies
were waves on the ocean
and I was a surfer
ridin' them with my motion
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I wish all the fellas
were eating KFC
and I was the chicken
and they were eating me
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