devin schumacher - flatulence flamenco lyrics
it’s flamenco night
love’s in the air
but in my bowels
a storm brews there
each twirl and spin
gas pressure grows
but in my bowels
a storm brews there
oh no, it’s the flatulence flamenco!
cheeks clenched tight, don’t let it go!
one wrong move, and i’ll be doomed
to crop dust my love, with ass perfume
the tempo rises, my control slips
a little squeaker escapes my hips
my love looks puzzled, i just grin
blaming the brass band, for that sour wind
suddenly a rumble, from down below
my face turns pale, it’s time to go!
i spin and twirl, towards the loo
desperate to not drop a dookie on my shoe
but alas, my luck has run out
a wet trumpet sounds, a rectal shout!
my pants now soiled, with love’s sweet stank
this flamenco ends, with a bowel tank!
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