thrashing up with mr. dressup lyrics – black market farts

hi, casey!finnegan!here i am thrashing again
thrashing up with mr. dressup
thrashing up with mr. dressup
wanna come and see my tickle trunk, it’s got a lot of neat stuff
hey there susan, bop me twice, hey there baby, i’m feelin’ nice
let’s draw dirty pictures on the drawing board
and let’s go play with my puppets some more!
uh-uh-uh-uh-oh-oh-oh-ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!
let’s go to the kitchen
and make some b-b*tchin’
come on casey, come on finnegan
we’ll go to the treehouse and i’ll shove a cork up your *sshole!
cbc, you ripped me off you c*nts!
i want friendly giant!
come on in!gerome!
and you stupid lookin’ chicken, i’m gonna roast you until you’re fried!
aaaarrrggghhh!!!
thrashing up with mr. dressup
thrashing up with mr. dressup
thrashing up with mr. dressup
thrashing up with mr. dressup
thrashing up with mr. dressup
thrashing up with mr. dressup
thrashing up with mr. dressup
thrashing up with mr. dressu-up!!

/ black market farts lyrics