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letra de morgue - bill loosensons

[intro]
yeah
woo-hoo

[chorus]
i’m in the morgue with a corpse (yeah)
i’m boutta ride it like a horse (yeah)
i’m boutta make that throat ho-rs- (yeah)
i’m boutta have some intercourse (woo-hoo)
i’m in the morgue with a corpse (yeah)
i’m boutta ride it like a horse (yeah)
i’m boutta make that throat ho-rs- (woo-hoo)
i’m boutta have some intercourse (yeah)

[verse 1]
every time i knock on the door, they say that i can’t enter
i’m minding my own business but i’m on the register of offendеrs
they say “no, you can’t put my newborn son in a blendеr”
if it’s cold and hard i don’t care if it’s either gender
i’m a necrophile (yeah)
’cause it makes me smile (yeah)
i can’t reconcile (yeah)
more than once in a while (yeah)
and i’m going wild (yeah)
turning up the dial (yeah)
coughing up the bile (yeah)
’cause that’s my style
2 am on the clock
two men on this c-ck (c-ck)
tastes like sidewalk chalk (chalk)
like a bird when i squalk (squalk)
tariffs plummeting the stocks (woo)
i am picking the locks (woo)
i am inhaling smog (yeah, yeah)
i am harder than a log (yeah)
[chorus]
i’m in the morgue with a corpse (yeah)
i’m boutta ride it like a horse (yeah)
i’m boutta make that throat ho-rs- (yeah)
i’m boutta have some intercourse (woo-hoo)
i’m in the morgue with a corpse (yeah)
i’m boutta ride it like a horse (yeah)
i’m boutta make that throat ho-rs- (woo-hoo)
i’m boutta have some intercourse (yeah)

[verse 2]
i say “yee-haw” when i’m acting like a saddle (yeah)
he’s fat like a cow, like a motherf-cking cattle
every time i take a sh-t it feels like i’m fighting a battle
he use me like a handlebar, making me rattle
ride me like a bike (yeah)
irrigation like a dike (yeah)
pop pills like mike & ike (yeah)
slave trade, the price is right (yeah)
my urethra’s sewn shut
glaze like a donut (yeah)
my salary’s low cut (yeah)
i’m busting a nut (yeah)
the cia k!lled kennedy (what)
there’s no remedy (no)
there’s no serenity (no)
there’s no penalty (you can’t do that)
[chorus]
i’m in the morgue with a corpse (yeah)
i’m boutta ride it like a horse (yeah)
i’m boutta make that throat ho-rs- (yeah)
i’m boutta have some intercourse (woo-hoo)
i’m in the morgue with a corpse (yeah)
i’m boutta ride it like a horse (yeah)
i’m boutta make that throat ho-rs- (woo-hoo)
i’m boutta have some intercourse (yeah)

- bill loosensons

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