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SPACE PUSSY PING PONG WORLD RECORDS

ROCK OPERA

Oh, ding-a-ling full with ya Ming,
Ding-a-ling shooting ya Ping Pong from ya puss-say.
Right banging, flying in hot air into my beer cup.
Oh, I love this song,
Oh my black-minged ding-a-ling-a-ling, pimpin’ this song.

Hey, isn’t this Sisqó’s Thong Song?
Eh, no bro—it hits hard, pussy flow.
It’s about pee, puss-say, Ping Pong.
The Thai hitting so hard,
Glass broke, a brutal score by the most violent whore.

This is marvelous, from ya ding-a-ling,
Open-invited, only men’s club.
Oh, I never seen anything,
But this is quite a show—so let’s go!
Ho, ho, ho—say what? No—go, hoes!

The girl isn’t alone,
Four chicks battling,
Puss-say Ping Ponging the audience.
This goes further than Do Re Mi Fa So La Di Da Vida,
Captain Lorca Star Trek show—oh, let’s go!

MUSIC-ON OR OFF
HOOVER THE PUSS-SAY
NOTE TO ORGASM

SPACE PUSSY PING PONG WORLD RECORDS

One knockout with a Ping Pong,
His skull is broke, he’s bleeding.
A scout from Pimp Daddy’s favorite hot ho,
Blown out—oh, oh,
Go with the flow,
Let’s go, bros and hoes!

(Eh, I mean ladies…)
Not with a period, are ya serious?
This is far-out, funky dunk.
I wish I could have her in my car trunk.

ROCK OPERA

Oh, ding-a-ling full with ya Ming,
Ding-a-ling shooting ya Ping Pong from ya puss-say.
Right banging, flying in hot air into my beer cup.
Oh, I love this song,
Oh my black-minged ding-a-ling-a-ling, pimpin’ this song.

Hey, isn’t this Sisqó’s Thong Song?
Eh, no bro—it hits hard, pussy flow.
It’s about pee, puss-say, Ping Pong.
The Thai hitting so hard,
Glass broke, a brutal score by the most violent whore.

This is marvelous, from ya ding-a-ling,
Open-invited, only men’s club.
Oh, I never seen anything,
But this is quite a show—so let’s go!
Ho, ho, ho—say what? No—go, hoes!

The girl isn’t alone,
Four chicks battling,
Puss-say Ping Ponging the audience.
This goes further than Do Re Mi Fa So La Di Da Vida,
Captain Lorca Star Trek show—oh, let’s go!

ROCK OPERA

MUSIC-ON OR OFF

Oh yeah, I’m Daniel FX Staal,
The poet of filth who has it all.
From pain to fame, I’m your sinful delight,
So grab a whip, baby, and let’s ignite.

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