Summit Touch

Sweat, baby, sweat
While I bench my body weight
In Al's class while I'm staring at the ass
of Yelena, ain't it great
So put your hands in my pockets
and I bet you'll feel duckets
Maya taps till the chaps all clap then slap
Old Man Mose who kicked the bucket
All I want is a bulbous bouffant
Or a dish of Maren would be out to order
Dharmadillo opend a bordello
Where the pimp is Devin Porter
Carl and Jake should go bake a steak
But no girl's hand could scratch my itch
So let's watch that guy hump an apple pie
Then we'll all say my name, bitch
(do it again now)

You and me baby are in the class of 000
So let's hold it in till winter
And write our names in the snow
You and me baby are the hardcore Summiteers
So let's party with Ellice
And a half a dozen beers
(gettin' crazy now)

Love
The kind I get when I look at Piha's hair
Just like I'm climbin' all around Tom Green
Let's write stuff on his underwear
Carrie's got some lovin' on a loaf of Tobin
Got his hands all over her chest
The all night party will not rest
Until I sing a song about breasts
The Hill and the Holl have got it all
But I've got balls the size Jeff
Got Kupala on my mind
and so I work with right and left
Tessa Babe may be the furthest thing
I've ever seen from a retard
But have you ever seen Jessica
in a Village Vortex leotard?
(Take it off now)

You and me baby are in the class of 000
So let's make like Tinky Winky
and lick ice cream off of Po
You and me baby are the hardcore Summiteers
So let's eat at Taco Del Mar
until it's coming out or ears
(gettin' hungry now)

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