EAT MORE ASS - A Rimming Compilation

Making sense in dead residence.

Before I could count to ten.

With the nation behind me, can't stop the line mash.

She's on her back again, come on sing it, honey.

Chained into the place where the sunshine flows.

I love you, my son said, "Rodeo."

Mother, you're just a green card in the way.

Going to the coast, to the holiest coast.

I'm moving to LA.

I've been dreaming of this feeling since '98.

Mother, things have got to change.

I love you too.

Yeah.

I love you.

I love you.

Oh, you've kept me so long.

I love you, my son said, "Rodeo."

Chained into the place where the sunshine flows.

I love you, my son said, "Rodeo."

Mother, you're just a green card in the way.

Going to the coast, to the holiest coast.

I'm moving to LA.

I've been dreaming of this feeling since '98.

Mother, things have got to change.

I'm moving to Harvard.

I'm a judge of the green card in the way.

Going to the coast, to the holiest coast.

I'm moving to LA.

I've been dreaming of this feeling since '98.

Mother, things have got to change.

I'm moving to LA.

I'm moving to LA.

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