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Waiting To Die Lyrics - Mickey Avalon - Mickey Avalon

We are going to have a open sexual intercourse 

On every street corner of America 

 

Looking out the window but then I can't help but wonder 

That God must be one sick motherfucker 

So I bust a nut in the sky 

Spend another day, I'm waiting to die 

 

I came twice this shit as any German Sheisse the flick 

I'll sperm on your perm, leave cigarette burns on your tits 

It's Mickey Avalon, all up in your prom 

Pissing in the fruit punch with a baby blue tuxedo on 

 

The dopest is rapper this century 

I sodomized your father in a federal penitentiary 

And on the day I got out 

I went to your mother's house and slept on the couch 

 

A street walker selling cock for rock 

At the flea market trying to hock my watch 

I stay on beat when I work the concrete 

Some honeys give me money and others do my laundry 

 

Mickey Avalon, the kosher salami 

For twenty you get Chachi for forty he gets you Fonzie 

A motherfucker hustler kamikaze 

I use to bust tables but now I sell my body 

 

Looking out the window but then I can't help but wonder 

That God must be one sick motherfucker 

So I bust a nut in the sky 

Spend another day, I'm waiting to die 

 

Looking out the window but then I can't help but wonder 

That God must be one sick motherfucker 

So I bust a nut in the sky 

Spend another day, I'm waiting to die 

 

Here is how we're gonna do it 

For the first time in America 

There is a generation of visionary maniac 

White mother country dope fiend rock 'n' roll freaks 

Who are ready to get down 

 

I deliver quick with the magic stick 

Tragedy subside when honeys rub on it 

It's Mickey Avalon, dick thick as a baton 

The illest motherfucker from here to Vietnam 

 

I used to work nights at Hot Cock dot com 

But then I got fired when my mom logged on 

I'm on the run, my dad's a bum 

I asked my girl if she loved me and she just said, Umm 

 

I bust flows that turn nuns to hos 

So wake you from your slumber then shake you out ya clothes 

There aren't no other late night lover 

All up on the track like Scatman Crothers 

 

I'll bust through the shudders, masked in a rubber 

Duct tape your mother and butt rape your brother 

Break down the lumber and shake my cucumber 

When you're at home alone you know my phone number 

 

Looking out the window but then I can't help but wonder 

That God must be one sick motherfucker 

So I bust a nut in the sky 

Spend another day, I'm waiting to die 

 

Looking out the window but then I can't help but wonder 

That God must be one sick motherfucker 

So I bust a nut in the sky 

Spend another day, I'm waiting to die 

 

Looking out the window but then I can't help but wonder 

That God must be one sick motherfucker 

So I bust a nut in the sky 

Spend another day, I'm waiting to die 

 

Looking out the window but then I can't help but wonder 

That God must be one sick motherfucker 

So I bust a nut in the sky 

Spend another day, I'm waiting to die 

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