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Joe Scruffy Bowlegged

Aiight, aiight
i know love ain't always about looks
but why do i always have the urge to puke
whenever i see the man that the ladies
fight about on Jerry Springer step out?
there he is, Here Comes,
Joe Scruffy Bowlegged,
he got such a hol' on 'em
no teef on his gumz
can't exude inteligence in his aura
no sexuality to offer in his pumpings
just green spinish spewing off his lips
as his jealous heflfaz
prance foolishly across the stage
showing off the only jewelry they got-
cow bells
as the bell toll way past their hour
and the best years of their lives
and they continously injest his
bullshiyt chippings
oh right they are his cowz that
he had purchased for free
from who?
heck do i know?
Joe Scruffy Bowlegged got it made
and my lunch is ruined
so who invented the theory that
love has nothing to do with looks
and leave viewers to the con-flu-sion that
dog-faced lovers are automatically always faithful
when the scruff they carry within
could only in fact crumble you?
the outside lends no clues,
(plus) it weighs no inside factors,
(equalz) ugly doesn't equal faithful

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