Little Flopsy flaps around
He flaps on up and flaps on down
He's just a flippy, flappy, happy
Slappy kind of crappy clown, yeah
Come on, man, flap Flopsy flap
Wrap a slimey lap around the map
If you do these things
Flopsy, baby, you're gonna take a nap
He really gets around
He pulls his panties down
He's lying on the ground
Birdies know, rivers flow
Doggies always go
You're playin' pocket pool that's right, pocket everyday
When you got the pool in pocket it's always that way
When you're playin' pocket pool that's right, pocket everyday
When you got the pool in pocket it's always that way
Pig dick sandwich, porcu butt pie
Slup it up with your black-eyed bride
Got them Rocky Mountain oysters on the side
Writer(s): Bradley Roberts
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