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Lyric Don t Beat My Ass (With A Baseball Bat)


Things don t look to good to me
I feel I m out of luck
And all because of swollen glands
And just one stupid fuck
This wacko came from alabama and
That s not where it s at
And now your jock s been chasing me round
With a great big baseball bat
Don t kick my ass
Don t kick my ass
Don t kick my ass with a baseball bat no

Well I was in the mood for some love in bulk
Not a wrestling match with a some big hulk
And this here dude he was an uncool cat
And he beat me bout my head with a baseball bat
Don t kick my ass
Don t kick my ass
Don t kick my ass with a baseball bat no

When I got up from being beat to the ground
I started itchin around like a blue-tick hound
And I was aghast at what I found
The latest social disease that s been going around
I ll kick your ass (I ll kick your ass)
I ll kick your ass (I ll kick your ass)
I ll kick your ass with a baseball bat bitch
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