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Pull My Finger

Verse 1
Pull my finger.
I can’t seem to hold on anymore.
It’s been building up inside me and I promise you that this time it won’t Linger…

You won’t have to run out of the door.
Just hold my pinky tightly as I vibrate through the floor

Chorus 2:
I want to share my song with you.
promise I won’t follow through
if you’ll just say I do
Be my number one for number twos

Verse 2
Pull my finger
Let’s pretend it smells just like a rose
How can I bend on knee before you
With a peg upon your nose
Take my finger
While I slowly kiss you in the rain
We can share a sacred moment
In a cloud of my methane

Chorus 2:
I want to share my lunch with you
Why are you now turning blue
After all your tofu stew I’m sure your ready to let rip too

Finale:
Pull My finger
I’m ready to let rip too
Ready to let rip too
Ready to let rip too

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