Buzzard Luck

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You know, times are hard and things have really gotten bad I don't even remember the last pussy I ever had And since this new Women Lib shit has come down Men have really begun to suffer And women have put padlocks on their pussies, now I tell you, it's a mother But I've come to the conclusion, that good things may not come to those who wait And the way my dick feels now, for me it soon will be too motherfucking late 'Cause this prick of mine's knows damn well that something is wrong And the demand for pussy's gotten too motherfucking strong Hoes these days won't let you fuck, buck or suck And men, I tell you: I believe I got buzzard luck! [Verse 2] Men, I tell you, pussy's driving me crazy, and my dick is about to go astray All my bitch does is sit up on her ass and watch soap operas every motherfuckin' day Huh, taking about "Searching for Tomorrow"... man, I'm still searching for today! And a nice, hot, juicy pussy... oh, it's where I can lay I wanna be in another world, making all of my children at the edge of night And as the world turn, my ass will be churning in something good and tight And when I get through, General Hospital won't be able to help her All the days of our lives I only got one life to live, and I ain't young but restless And I ain't losing my drive Pussy, indeed, should always be the love of my life And at the twinkling of an eye, I can make you sigh If you let my dick be your guide in life [Verse 3] I know I'm a freak man, 'cause I'm still hard - yeah, ain't that a shame? If it ain't that bitch watching soap operas It's that motherfucking son of mine watching football games I said: baby, what about a little fuck to change this buzzard luck? Let me get out my Houston Oiler, and put you in a Tampa Bay fuck! I'll make you scream like a Detroit Lion, and give you Washington Redskin Baby, just let me taste the pussy now and then, like a Miami Dolphin Oh, I want to Los Angeles Ram into you, baby, please don't say I can't I want to ride it like a Dallas Cowboy, don't make me be a New Orleans Saint Baby, look at this New York Giant, all ready for your Cleveland Brown I wanna shoot New York Jets of cum in you, baby Let me be a Sixty-Niner and go down! [Verse 4] I want to Green Bay pack it to you, baby Like a motherfucking Denver Bronco I'm making a pass, so let me touchdown Like them goddamn Deers from Buffalo I'm having buzzard luck... buzzard luck! I don't give a fuck, I'm having buzzard luck! I can't kill, and won't nothing die I'm gonna do like them Seattle Seahawks, and take wings and fly I'm gonna be like Saint Eagle Chargers, and toot electricity in your ass Yeah, buzzard luck, be like Chuck Muncie and fail a urine test Rumor has it, that his dick dripped all the way back out west Hehe, hehe, hahahahahaha...!