Preschool Prostitute Lyrics - Carnival Of Chaos - Gwar

Pre-skool prostitute 

Pre-skool prostitute 

Pre-skool prostitute 

Pre-skool prostitute 

Pre-skool prostitute 

I saw a friend just the other day 

He didn't have too much to say 

He looked crazy, he looked insane 

He couldn't talk because his tongue was in flames 

And then he tried to run away 

From some chick that was coming this way 

I think I thought I knew who she was 

Just a little junkie whore that's a big ugly scuz 

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I didn't have to go too far 

Flashed twenty bucks and she got in the car 

Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool 

I tried to give her money, put her family through school 

'Cause she's a real tough mama when she wear's women's clothes 

Everybody knows she she's got a bone through her nose 

She's really hot, [Incomprehensible] 

But when she gets home, he's daddy's all over her twat 

Pre-skool prostitute 

All the drugs that you can shoot 

Oh, pre-skool prostitute 

Oh, slave to the brute 

I finally gave up, let her do what she please 

Wouldn't have sex with her 'cause I got a disease 

But she told a sad story 'bout a family in woe 

She was getting fingered by her Daddy's big toe 

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He was the first, it was the worst 

She came in a Limo and she left in a hearse 

She got to five, she's still alive 

Better call the bug man 'cause your twat is a hive 

Oh, pre-skool prostitute 

And oh, all the drugs that you can shoot 

Oh, [Incomprehensible] 

Pre-skool, pre-skool, pre-skool 

Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool 

I tried to give her money, put her family through school 

She's a real tough mama when she wear's women's clothes 

Everybody knows she's got a bone through her nose 

You're barely out of diapers and you're wearing a wig 

You might be a baby but you smell like a pig 

You became five, you're still alive 

Call the bugman 'cause your twat is a hive 

Your naughty nanny 

Your grumpy granny 

A rusty tire iron hanging out your fanny 

Oh, you little English schoolgirl, you 

Vengeance is mine 

Pre-skool prostitute 

Vengeance is mine 

Pre-skool prostitute 

Vengeance is mine 

Pre-skool prostitute 

Vengeance is mine 

Vengeance is mine 

Vengeance is mine 

Pre-skool prostitute 

Vengeance is mine 

Vengeance is mine