Lyrics:
me
cll the black girls want me
cll the csian girls want me
cll the brown girls want me
I'm hung like a donkey
Yeah like this like this
I'm hung like
get enough
She's like, "Ee, oh, I like what you do
You're hung like the
Donkey from Winnie-the-Pooh"
I say, "Hey, baby, oh
Hey, baby, you turn me on,
gone
She sacked the place, ruined my futon
Now kids beware, its best to take it slow
Girls can be dudes for all you know
Hung like a donkey, Candy got me
hung like a donkey come September.
Internet, I got the Internet,
Everybody look, I got the Internet.
I got the Internet, I got the Internet,
Everybody
good'n'proper, smothered entire,
for, most surely, am I not hung like a donkey in this final hour?
Take me, take me then, that I might make thee.
Hung like a donkey shorty take a look at this. Got a split personality! take a pick! I might steal yo whole Christmas like I’m the Grinch. where my
The man and the donkey
Down the road came a tired little donkey,
Much he was loaded till his head hung down.
Upon this back so heavy set a big
and her sister
She fucks me like she hates me
She been gettin' from her mister
Eeeee, got a schlong like a donkey
Hung, my flow's tight for a honky
Getting
(Oh, carry her safe to Bethlehem)
(Little gray donkey, tonight)
(A miracle rests on your four small feet)
(Little gray donkey, tonight)
You know
The man and the donkey
Down the road came a tired little donkey,
Much he was loaded till his head hung down.
Upon this back so heavy set a big man,
Tingalayo!
Run m’ little donkey, run
Tingalayo!
Run m’ little donkey, run
CHORUS:
Run m’ little donkey, run
Tingalayo!
Run m’ little donkey
Joe
Fuma la catchimba, hold'em Joe
We on a journey he don't walk straight
And that is because he's so underweight
Donkey of mine he don't like
they knelt before His Grace
And gently kissed His tiny feet
Would we like oxen and donkeys then
In spite of all the things be heard
Would we like oxen
Put this on a zip disk, send it to your lawyer,
File me under funky
Like sipping lemonade and Arnold Palmers
Big holiday parties like Dolly
see that donkey roll
Flap your arms like a bird flying around
Then point your fingers at the cold, dead ground
Make like a dude on an Egyptian
don't walk straight
And that is because he is so underweight
Donkey of mine him don't like no weight
I put him on a cart
Him never walk straight
I've been around in Donkey Town
Too long baby too long
Checking out of Donkey Town
So long, so long, so long
Her pretty eyes are pretty still
Joe
Fuma la catchimba, hold'em Joe
We on a journey he don't walk straight
And that is because he's so underweight
Donkey of mine he don't like
Here he come again
Dress in all that skin
Like he was still human being
Look at he long ears
And he big brown eyes
And with them truth he
like a stranger
In the world I'm living in
But I'm walkin' and wonderin'
And my poor feet don't ever stop
Seein' my reflection
I'm hung over, hung
funky
All the ladies like to ride, oh, the ladies like to ride
Oh, the ladies like to ride, the ladies like my D-O-N-K-E-Y
Well, they say that's it last
Inky pinky ponky
Your Dad likes to fuck donkeys
Inky pinky ponky
Your Dad likes to fuck donkeys
So mean
He kicked that donkey in the spleen
And then
a flaw
And all that the lady can say
Is hee-haw-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w
Senorita, donkey's feet are
Not so fleet as a mosquito
But so sweet like my chiquita
I've had a little donkey
Who is just a stubborn fool
Her mother was a donkey
But her father was a mule
I like to go to marketplace
To buy some
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