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Duchovny vs. Skarsgard
02:27
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Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Duchovny, he’s the right way, baby
He’s all work, but I’m all play
Duchovny, there’s just one way, baby
I’d hit that, I’d hit that for days
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Skarsgard, he’s the Swedish vanguard
Think of him even men get hard
Skarsgard, it’s true I want his rod
Blow your mind with that killer bod
Who would you pick if you could have only one dick?
Who would you call if you could have just one pair of balls?
Who would you tweet to wrap your lips around his meat?
Who would you text to say, “Your penis is the best”?
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
Duchovny vs Skarsgard
Gotta work, work it RuPaul hard
RuPaul hard
RuPaul hard
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2. |
Nummy Camel
03:11
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Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We all had to run from Nummy Camel
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We all had to run from him
From the red-hot streetcars of desire
We’d run like our ass was on fire
We’d roll like we dropped straight off a train
Like we’d never see our moms again
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We all got to run from Nummy Camel
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We all got to run from him
Now I ain’t saying it ain’t our fault
We yelled his name while he was scribbling his numbers
Now we all know that poor bastard can’t read
So what’s he need with that arithmetic?
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We all got to run from Nummy Camel
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We all got to run from him
Now Nummy ain’t his name
Don’t ask me how that came
He just always been called that
Everybody always know what we was talking about
Now the north side of Pittsburgh aint’t well-to-do
You just had to know which houses not to go into
Once I chipped my front tooth when I fell down a manhole
Couldn’t smile again ‘til I was well full-grown, because of
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We always had to run from Nummy Camel
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We always had to to run from him
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We all got to run from Nummy Camel
Nummy Camel, Nummy Camel
We all got to run from him
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Mansplaining
03:09
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Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ really gettin’ to me
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ really gettin’ to me
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ gettin’ to me now
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ really gettin’ to me
And so you’re white with a penis now
Gives you the right to proselytize
Oh yeah you’re white with a penis now
Well whip it out I’m willing to bet it ain’t man-size
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ gettin’ to me now
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ really gettin’ to me
And so you’re white with a penis now
Gives you the right to proselytize
Oh yeah you’re white with a penis now
Well whip it out I’m willing to bet it ain’t man-size
And you’re an expert on the women
And you’re an expert on race
And you’re an expert on the theater
And you’re an expert on taste
And you’re an expert on relationships
And you’re an expert on love
You’re such an expert on everything
We got to hear it ad nauseum
And so you’re white with a penis now
Gives you the right to proselytize
Oh yeah you’re white with a penis now
Well whip it out I’m willing to bet it ain’t man-size
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ gettin’ to me now
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ really gettin’ to me
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ gettin’ to me now
Excuse me who you think I be
Your mansplainin’ really gettin’ to me
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Marriott Cruisin'
02:19
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Pulling into downtown Kalamazoo
It was pouring rain soaked through my shoes
On the crest of a new life attitude
When a thought in the back of my head sent
A thought in the back of my head sent
A thought in the back of my head sent me
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
I’m hunting you at the Marriott
I know you’re there
I’m banging on room 28
With pretzels and some beer cuz I’m
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
Now the Marriott is the place to go to meet a man
The Marriott is the place to go to meet a man
The Marriott is the place to go to meet a man
The Marriott is the place to go
And the first show of your new album tour
You said you partied hard the night before
I’ll fuck you when you’re weak and vulnerable
And so I followed the tour bus on back
I put on the face and the act
Brace yourself for another attack of my
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
I’m hunting you at the Marriott
I know you’re there
I’m banging
Drunk again, you’re fucked again
You’re drunk again, won’t let me in
You’re drunk again, you’re fucked again
You’re three sheets gone, won’t let me in
You floated to me on a sea of teens
You went right through me like a sunlight beam
Parading with a clan of spangled May queens
And it shattered who I thought I’d be
So I rebuild my vision of me
I’m the bomb but you’ll just never see past my
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
Marriott cruisin’
Past my Marriott
Marriott
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Jacked Up Portland, Oregon
Jacked Up is a Portland, Oregon (not Maine, please) band comprised of Krista Ravengael on vocals and drums and Victor Sabula on guitar. Their songs focus on rooting for the underdog, star-crossed fantasies and the overall jacked-upedness of modern life. Their sound is a hairy, blues-based coat of rock with some punk, indie and alternative fringes. ... more
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