Every girl in the world has feminine needs
Every day of the month a vagina bleeds
Every man has balls filled with his seed
Seeking out every hole is vagina greed
She didn't want to disappointment me
She couldn't bear to tell the truth
She didn't want to ruin the moment
She had to fuck someone in the group
Now theres...
Blood on my hands
Blood on my face
Blood on my dick... all over the place
Now I know she's on on the rag
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
Every dude wants to fuck whenever he can
You can't blame a dude, cuz a dude is a man
Any man will admit it's a little sick
When it looks like a murder scene all over his dick
I didn't see the signs a showin'
Or the visit from Auntie Flo
She was on her knees and blowin'
And I was 4 fingers deep in a camel toe
Now theres...
Blood on the walls
Blood on the lamp
Blood on the roadies
Blood on the amps
Now we know...
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
But the whole band got inside
Wish we would have known
She was riding the Crimson Tide
So the next time you got a chance to get inside
Make sure she ain't on the cotton pony ride
She'll soil your sheets and she'll spoil your pride
Having period on your face... ain't very dignified
Who wants...
Blood on your cock
Blood on your balls
Flowin' like a bloody Niagra Falls
Runaway Man... she's on the rag!
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
She'll get that...
Blood on your dong
Blood on your car
Blood on your brand new Fender guitar
Better get it tested
.she's on the rag
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
She's on the rag
Better not wear white pants next time, baby...
Writer(s): Russell Parrish, Darren Leader, Travis Haley, Ralph Saenz
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