Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss

• Bloodhound Gang, Natasha Thorp
• Hefty Fine

Uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss Baby

Dog will hunt, I’m the front end loader

Travoltin’ over

So try my slam on for size

Drive stick, with that kung fu grip

Let the banana split

And watch it go right to your thighs

Cop a feel

Copperfield style

Abracadabra that bra do ya think I can pull it off

Wanna bang around

Just jot me down on your to-do list

Under “Put Out Like A Fire” ‘cause

I got somethin’ and it goes thumpin’ like this

All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss

I got somethin’ and it goes thumpin’ like this

All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss

Edible strange

How do I get

In your pants when

You’re tick tockin’ them

Serious Levis

So tight can’t be classified

That’s why I’m here to fill that opening

Make a seasoned pass

To mount that ass

And Bob Hope that I might one night stand a chance

Let’s go Feng Shui fuck

Around my digs like a Superball

Bring that sunny side up and

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