Lyrics

(IIIIIIII) I'm givin' the bum steer! In the rear, dear Step aside Clear a space For the butt smear Your ass is all that! Now here's a cheek smack! Spread those flaps and get ready for contact That shit is funky Undiscovered country I'll do my patriotic duty in the rump, see? Well, do you miss me? I'm talkin' to you, she! What I'm offering is a come-from-behind victory! Let's open the trap door There's so much to explore I feel the need to intercede on the bottom floor Well, can you see me? I'm right behind thee! Giving you a free lesson in PROCTOLOGY Well I fuck ass, man So don't be crass, ma'am Let's just skip the formalities and BUTT SLAM! My little horse might think it queer To fuck you in that sweet ass rear Between those cheeks my aim is clear Survey that lower HEMISPHERE With legs akimbo We make Rear Window Like Alfred Hitchcock Process the BUTT LOCK! So baby it's simple To rock that dimple There ain't no love loss When I do the ASS FLOSS! So in summation To this oration Don't ever cheer dear A-DO THE BUM STEER! (DAMN!)