The Punch in the Stomach Fairy - Lyrics - Bad Catholic Schoolgirls

AG = Awesome Gorgeous' lyrics ST = Special T's lyrics ST: listen to bob barker, have your *** spayed or neutered you need a lesson in sex? baby i'll be your tutor but you have to understand i will never be called daddy i'd rather have a nice cold beer, roll a *** fatty AG: i'm into casual ***', ***' that's fun don't ask me what i'm thinking just suck me and we're done sex is part of my diet ... ST: like milk and dairy but i wont stand for kids i'm the punch in the stomach fairy AG: hand me a preggo i'll unclog 'er with my auger captain abortion and i'm full of *** lager when it comes to rippin babies out the uterus i find a drain-snake is pretty fucken useful *** ST: penny royal tea? AG: that's my favorite drink i don't need your vaginal discharge, your *** already stinks captain abortion is a *** solo act but the punch in the stomach fairy's got my back why waste nine months we could use to screw ST: if you want babies .. special t dont want you ST: why does god hate me so, set me up with a dirty hoe but i ain't gonna touch her, cuz i don't got a rubber AG: *** a rubber i don't need none of these fancy tricks i got one method of protection : pull out my *** i say why not get risky, when baby's getting frisky ST: i'm the punch in the stomach fairy, dont you *** diss me AG: just sayin, you don't want another five pounds of issue ST: i'm not that desperate i'll just use a *** tissue on the other hand, if i knock her up, that wouldnt really scare me solve the problem with violence, i'm the punch in the stomach fairy AG: was the punch in the stomach fairy late this year? ST: yeah yeah we *** heard that already, get me a beer i dont need no coathangers, draino, boots etcetera my *** fists are my only damn weapons, ya think i'm talkin *** but you know that i'm the best i don't give a *** wether or not you're impressed AG: punch out the babies and pull back the crest before you miscarry let me drink from your *** ST: well i was late one time, (uh huh?) slept through my clock the night before i had my sister bouncin up on my *** see she tired me out, but not anymore she got one in the oven, i better discepline the *** *** i don't love you, where'd you get that idea? get the *** out my house, and don't forget your chlamydia AG: i don't got nothin for ya *** but a plunger, get lost your lucky you got a sweet ***, or you would've been tossed on the floor, or if you're lucky just out the door ST: baby come and see me if you want some more AG: punch in the stomach fairy leavin' you sore ST: got preggos lined up at my door like bums at a liquor store AG: killin *** babies is what we like to do dippin my noodle in some preggo ragu ST: i got the *** special sauce but if you think its goin in your uterus - get tossed