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Earl had a baby,
Baby was her name.
He knew she was crazy,
Tiny was the same.
Down behind the shed,
Slaughtering the hog,
Slice along the belly,
Feed it to the dog.

1,2,3, who should i kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill.
1,2,3, what should i do?
Get fucked up and fuck up with you.

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(spoken x2)
Baby: Yeah we liked to get fucked up.
Goober: Yeah i like to get fucked up too.
Baby: Yeah I bet you do!

Tim had a baby,
Otis was his name,
White as a ghost, totally insane.
Otis loves the girls,
Young and clean,
Drowning in a bucket of gasoline.

1,2,3, who should i kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill.
1,2,3, what should i do?
Get fucked up and fuck up with you.

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(spoken x2)
Baby: Yeah, we liked to get fucked up.
Goober: Yeah, i like to get fucked up too.
Baby: Yeah, I bet you do!

Dont you know something
They wont tell?
C´mon man,
Send them to a hell.
Burnin in the house,
Spirits are alive.
A tongue lashing mama
Help em to survive.

1,2,3, who should i kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill.
1,2,3, what should i do?
Get fucked up and fuck up with you.

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