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Sprung Monkey – Barney's Ball-A-Rama lyrics
I used to be a wierdo
Now they call me (a sicko)
Because my thoughts they taught me something less (indecent)
I used to be a wierdo
Now they call me (a pervert)
Oh am I strange or am I normal?
So one day I sat and thought it all out (while stroking)
Oh I guess I'm just a twisted fuck (still stroking)
My feudal remorses I add to the place
A lay in the slam boy, gee I'm great
This is a simple sample of the games that I play
Lewd, crude, but it's effective in this day and age
This is a simple sample of the games that I play
Lewd, crude, but it's effective in this day and age
Well standing on my feet down in my room (still stroking)
Magazines, movies, wished I'd screwed
Coming into my own house with a blast
I finally fucked my first chick in the ass
I used to be a wierdo
Now they call me (fruit)
Running around
Makes me mad for the week
This is a simple sample of the games that I play
Lewd, crude, but it's effective in this day and age
This is a simple sample of the games that I play
Lewd, crude, but it's effective in this day and age
I really, really think it fuckin' is
C'mon
C'mon down to Barney's house
C'mon
C'mon down to Barney's house
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon.... What a house
C'mon down now to Barney's house
C'mon.... What a house
C'mon down now to Barney's house
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
Now lets get naked, make it anyway you want
At your disposal so tell me what you like
Lose your fears, lose your inhibitions and everything
And open your mind
So c'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
Let it all out
S** is not a crime
So c'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
The best way I know for a natural high
So c'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
Now they call me (a sicko)
Because my thoughts they taught me something less (indecent)
I used to be a wierdo
Now they call me (a pervert)
Oh am I strange or am I normal?
So one day I sat and thought it all out (while stroking)
Oh I guess I'm just a twisted fuck (still stroking)
My feudal remorses I add to the place
A lay in the slam boy, gee I'm great
This is a simple sample of the games that I play
Lewd, crude, but it's effective in this day and age
This is a simple sample of the games that I play
Lewd, crude, but it's effective in this day and age
Well standing on my feet down in my room (still stroking)
Magazines, movies, wished I'd screwed
Coming into my own house with a blast
I finally fucked my first chick in the ass
I used to be a wierdo
Now they call me (fruit)
Running around
Makes me mad for the week
This is a simple sample of the games that I play
Lewd, crude, but it's effective in this day and age
This is a simple sample of the games that I play
Lewd, crude, but it's effective in this day and age
I really, really think it fuckin' is
C'mon
C'mon down to Barney's house
C'mon
C'mon down to Barney's house
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon.... What a house
C'mon down now to Barney's house
C'mon.... What a house
C'mon down now to Barney's house
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
C'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
Now lets get naked, make it anyway you want
At your disposal so tell me what you like
Lose your fears, lose your inhibitions and everything
And open your mind
So c'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
Let it all out
S** is not a crime
So c'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
The best way I know for a natural high
So c'mon down to Barney's ball-a-rama
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