Your Mother is a Space Clown
Stylus Bazaar
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I rode downtown on my half-hybrid horse sea otter Scraped the bottom of the barrel wasn't even bothered See you saunter off in that blood red sunset All the cowgirls are undead are we having fun yet I step onto the private jet my ink sack starts to sweat All the sky waitresses embrace that they are kind of wet We place bets as to when we hit that sonic boom I make my way across the plane to the gin and tonic room I saunter through acting fat and sassy Lactose intolerant so gassy give you acne And can't we just act civilized until we're down Your mother's on the wing of the plane she's a killer klown Your mother's a space clown, Your mother's a space clown She hit you with a cosmic cream pie now you're face down Your mother's a space clown, Your mother's a space clown She hit you with a cosmic cream pie now you're face down Wrap me up in yummy cotton candy I'm a mummy give me rotten handies Plan B would never be needed There's zero chance you'll ever be seeded And Speed is my favorite Keanu movie I remade the matrix and Keanu sued me But such is life c'est la vie I blow my load and spray on thee Get cream pied then I'll get you wet with my squirting flower Prior to that we'd have been flirting for hours I take showers after I drill you down Your mother is my favorite because she's a killer klown Your mother's a space clown, Your mother's a space clown She hit you with a cosmic cream pie now you're face down Your mother's a space clown, Your mother's a space clown She hit you with a cosmic cream pie now you're face down Round we go on the merry go round I don't like your face it's scary like clowns I wear the crown because I'm queen of the carnival I eat giant turkey legs I'm mean like a carnivore I starve for vore I want to swallow you whole I don't chase the white rabbit I'd rather follow the mole I get real swole do you even lift I've got swag when I walk from my uneven hips I've seen your tits it's looking like whoopee cushions With chocolate chip nips you're cookie pushin' And dipped in pudding cream filler mounds You take after your mother you're a killer klown Your mother's a space clown, Your mother's a space clown She hit you with a cosmic cream pie now you're face down Your mother's a space clown, Your mother's a space clown She hit you with a cosmic cream pie now you're face down Your mother's a space clown, Your mother's a space clown She hit you with a cosmic cream pie now you're face down Your mother's a space clown, Your mother's a space clown She hit you with a cosmic cream pie now you're face down
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