Search results for couch slouch by dri

We've found 15 lyrics, 3 artists, and 9 albums matching couch slouch by dri:


Albums:

Couch, Los Angeles [Couch 2.0] (Skip Heller) · Dancin' on the Couch (Go West) · Couch, Los Angeles (Skip Heller) · Dancin' on the Couch (Go West) · Couch the Comfort (Stampead) · Time Travelin' Couch (Toothpick) · Couch Songs (Peter Searcy) · Couch Paranoia (Win Win) · Couch Potatoes (The Busters)


a bad disease, it's a bad disease

So used to sitting, sitting on the couch
Feeling like a fucking, goddamn slouch
A goddamn slouch

So used to sitting
Don't want to wait in line uh, uh
It's such a waste of time uh, uh, uh
Won't find me on the couch uh, uh
Sleepin' like a slouch uh, uh, uh

I
Don't wanna wait in line, uh, uh
It's such a waste of time, uh, uh, uh
Won't find me on the couch, uh, uh
Sleepin' like a slouch, uh, uh, uh

I
Don't wanna wait in line, uh, uh
It's such a waste of time, uh, uh, uh
Won't find me on the couch, uh, uh
Sleepin' like a slouch--uh, uh, uh

I
start)

'Cause he's at home on the couch
Readin' porn like a slouch
In your really fresh house on Hollywood Boulevard
(And you're out in the yard
was raped by a clown.Isn't this ironic?

I was watching Al Gore on CNN,
He was talking, and talking, and talking,
And then out of boredom my pet
lined up like bowlin' pins

Mami, you standin' with a slouch
Starin' at me while I'm standin on the couch
Come and get in the blue flames
Have a sip
flicks, mind's on the slouch
Back on the couch, heard the phone ring
It was a shorty from uptown I met back day, long time no hear from
No doubt long
till your blood pressure was up
Then give up and slouch on the couch and drink ya liquor (Fuck you boy!)
A hard headed nigga I was, quick temper
Short
plus the antenna's crooked
The batteries are drained, I think I'll wait it out
But way the pounds of apathy, I think I hate this couch
We can slouch into
see this witch
She got me on the couch like a muh'fuckin slouch, I'ma kill this bitch
I'm on AllNightParties dot com
Son lookin at like that's not mom!
cured on the couch
Now you`re sick with your grouch.
I`ll not risk my honey pouch
Which my slouch will wear slung very low."

So once more John
alive
Now he's back at the crib frankly they say at least
He was just being chased by thugs and the police

Countin' his dough sittin' on the couch
stretch and bend
And I excercise, wipe the boogers out my eyes
And so on... let me go on to the surprise
I'm chillin in my couch in a slouch-like position
rich like Donald Trump
And I don't have no big fat lump
Slouch, only on the couch
And if you fight me girl I will say ouch
(Ah yeah!)

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