Diarrhea

Lyrics
I know it's getting late And I know we had a date, Lucia I hate to make you wait 'Cause it would be so great to see ya And tears fall from my eyes, and I must apologize, Lucia I'll have to stay at home so I called you on the phone 'Cause I'm stuck here on the throne, with diarrhea I thought that it was only gas So I went and let one pass Then I stood there in a trance As I filled my brand new pants My mother brought me soup But it only made me poop, Lucia I never should have ate But it sounded like a great idea You know it really hurts When you got the Hershey squirts, Lucia There's no paper to be seen So I used People magazine And it makes me want to scream 'diarrhea' I love you dear with all my heart But I can't go on with liquid farts I wouldn't have to break our date If only I could constipate I know you got the hots But I really got the trots, Lucia There's no need to scream and shout 'Cause tomorrow we'll go out, I guarantee ya I know you need your man So I came up with a plan, Lucia I'll take a cork and superglue And pound it in there with my shoe And then I'll be all through, with diarrhea!
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Credits
- Writers
- Joe Potila
- Jim DeCaire