Inbred Lyrics - The Lips

Awoke next to a naked lady who tastes like wine and she's inbred but it's fine. 

I woke the next morning with a sauerkraut eye, and a blueberry mind that's been buried alive. 

Ooh, like a hummingbird. Ooh, flying bluejay way. 

Can you taste my resident? Taste. My poison water. 

I woke next morning with a naked man, and my head half off with a broken hand. 

Ooh, like a hummingbird. Ooh, falling out my way. 

Can you taste my president? Taste. My poison water.