Pussy Liquor Lyrics

Rob Zombie

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
One, two, three, who should I kill? Everymother fucker running up the hill One, two, three, what should I do? Get fucked up and fuck up with you
Pussy liquor Make you sicker Pussy liquor Do it quicker
"Yeah, we liked to get fucked up" "Yeah, I like to get fucked up too" "Yeah, I bet you do"
"Yeah, we liked to get fucked up" "Yeah, I like to get fucked up too" "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
One, two, three, who should I kill? Everymother fucker running up the hill One, two, three, what should I do? Get fucked up and fuck up with you
Pussy liquor Make you sicker Pussy liquor Do it quicker
"Yeah, we liked to get fucked up" "Yeah, I like to get fucked up too" "Yeah, I bet you do"
"Yeah, we liked to get fucked up" "Yeah, I like to get fucked up too" "Yeah, I bet you do"
Don't you know something They won't tell? Come on man Send them to a hell
Burnin' in the house Spirits are alive A tongue lashing mama Help 'em to survive
One, two, three, who should I kill? Everymother fucker running up the hill One, two, three, what should I do? Get fucked up and fuck up with you
Pussy liquor Make you sicker Pussy liquor Do it quicker

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