Candyland, man, I fall to the well Felicity, I shit a whole home
Molly, call for alcohol
The star and the fuller
Instantly, I feel like
I pull Give me some left
No, this is the sideband of what's high and light
Full and horrid consequence will
And I will end another wheel
Like Jewish shit in a tuna balloon
Sadie, can I really heal
No, there is no soul
Affinity, inability
Slip in a little mentally
Hell a hole, a holy kill
Let's get down to tuna town
Never mind about what I said
I have no one and I don't listen
Hoodwinked, a cable tow around the neck
It's chafed, sore and red
Entirely destitute, forced to consume
Natural ice beer, drunk as a lord
You will once again be guided
Adjacent to a family dollar
They're forced to reside in a mobile home
Blake Shelton, non-stop for 24 days
As the tide ebbs and flows twice in 24
So shall your IQ vanish
In the rough sands of the sea
Some beach!
So M.O'd it be
Let's get down to tuna town
Let's get down to tuna town
Never mind about what I said
I have no one and I don't listen
Hoodwinked, a cable tie around the neck
It's chafed, sore and red
Entirely destitute, forced to consume
Natural ice beer, drunk as a lord
You will once again be guided
Adjacent to a family dollar
They're forced to reside in a mobile home
Blake Shelton, non-stop for 24 days
As the tide ebbs and flows twice in 24
So shall your IQ vanish
In the rough sands of the sea
Some beach! So M.O'd it be
So Mote it be!
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Candyland, man, I fall to the well Felicity, I shit a whole home
Molly, call for alcohol
The star and the fuller
Instantly, I feel like
I pull Give me some left
No, this is the sideband of what's high and light
Full and horrid consequence will
And I will end another wheel
Like Jewish shit in a tuna balloon
Sadie, can I really heal
No, there is no soul
Affinity, inability
Slip in a little mentally
Hell a hole, a holy kill
Let's get down to tuna town
Never mind about what I said
I have no one and I don't listen
Hoodwinked, a cable tow around the neck
It's chafed, sore and red
Entirely destitute, forced to consume
Natural ice beer, drunk as a lord
You will once again be guided
Adjacent to a family dollar
They're forced to reside in a mobile home
Blake Shelton, non-stop for 24 days
As the tide ebbs and flows twice in 24
So shall your IQ vanish
In the rough sands of the sea
Some beach!
So M.O'd it be
Let's get down to tuna town
Let's get down to tuna town
Never mind about what I said
I have no one and I don't listen
Hoodwinked, a cable tie around the neck
It's chafed, sore and red
Entirely destitute, forced to consume
Natural ice beer, drunk as a lord
You will once again be guided
Adjacent to a family dollar
They're forced to reside in a mobile home
Blake Shelton, non-stop for 24 days
As the tide ebbs and flows twice in 24
So shall your IQ vanish
In the rough sands of the sea
Some beach! So M.O'd it be
So Mote it be!
Molly, call for alcohol
The star and the fuller
Instantly, I feel like
I pull Give me some left
No, this is the sideband of what's high and light
Full and horrid consequence will
And I will end another wheel
Like Jewish shit in a tuna balloon
Sadie, can I really heal
No, there is no soul
Affinity, inability
Slip in a little mentally
Hell a hole, a holy kill
Let's get down to tuna town
Never mind about what I said
I have no one and I don't listen
Hoodwinked, a cable tow around the neck
It's chafed, sore and red
Entirely destitute, forced to consume
Natural ice beer, drunk as a lord
You will once again be guided
Adjacent to a family dollar
They're forced to reside in a mobile home
Blake Shelton, non-stop for 24 days
As the tide ebbs and flows twice in 24
So shall your IQ vanish
In the rough sands of the sea
Some beach!
So M.O'd it be
Let's get down to tuna town
Let's get down to tuna town
Never mind about what I said
I have no one and I don't listen
Hoodwinked, a cable tie around the neck
It's chafed, sore and red
Entirely destitute, forced to consume
Natural ice beer, drunk as a lord
You will once again be guided
Adjacent to a family dollar
They're forced to reside in a mobile home
Blake Shelton, non-stop for 24 days
As the tide ebbs and flows twice in 24
So shall your IQ vanish
In the rough sands of the sea
Some beach! So M.O'd it be
So Mote it be!
Writer: Robert Bryant
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