Fuckbuddy

[Verse 1]

There's this boy you know

There's this boy you wanna kiss so bad

That every time you see him, you split in triple parts

Pussy, head, heart

You hid the Bible beneath your pretty sundress

To cushion the blow

[Chorus]

But I got bad news for you, sister

I'm fucking him, I'm fucking him

I'm fucking him, I'm fucking him

I'm fucking him, I'm fucking him

I'm fucking him, I'm fucking him

[Verse 2]

There's this girl you want to blast so bad

Because you smelled her ghost and you lost control

Well, fuck you, Haley Joel

[Chorus]

I'm fucking her, I'm fucking her

I'm fucking her

[Verse 3]

They all line up to kiss your hand

Like Grandpa Bob

Like Grandma Lily in the Holocaust

The tears of junkies

The tears of queer and junkies

Gushing, munching, cunting it up

It's not fair when your man loses hair

But the memories are there

And the wisps are all you've got

[Chorus]

I'm fucking them, I'm fucking them

I'm fucking them, I'm fucking them

I'm fucking him, I'm fucking, I'm fucking

I'm still fucking you

[Bridge]

What are we good for? Sing

Weed, speed, subliminal

Puerile gauche, spitting clitoral

Tongues spring missiles, literally

Think out loud, fuck with me

Weed, speed, subliminal

Puerile gauche, all things clitoral

Tongues spring missiles

[Outro]

[Sample: Michael Jordan speaking to press March 19th, 1995]