Lyrics

Crack Fatso Retardo


On top of your head there’s a flower bed and
I’m keeping these slippers for you

I could tell you this, I could tell you this

It’s a blood taste when we’re biting
It’s a cruel game when you win it again
It’s a play on words something so small
Between your pants and my skirt

I could tell you this, I could tell you this
My dear crack fatso retardo

This is not a test this is just a test
Shut down the gabfest
Tell them to go home
My dear they have to go home

This is not a test this is just a test
Why would I say it if it weren’t true?

I could tell you this, I could tell you this
My dear crack fatso retardo

It’s a lingo thing
Mountain red scarf
Floating by your hand around her neck
This night’s gone too long
There’s no turning back
Call anther guy ask him to stop by
See if he could just drop by
My dear crack fatso retardo
Oh my love
My dear crack fatso retardo