Alligator Fuckhouse EP
by O'Doyle Rules
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Digital Album
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Alligator Fuckhouse
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Wa Ho, Let's Go
02:56
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Girls No Good
03:23
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TB, Are You With Me
03:18
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Dude, Sooo Gross
00:17
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2003
02:42
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released 09 June 2010
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- Track Name: Wa Ho, Let's Go
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There's no place I'd rather be at 3AM on a Saturday
Than hanging out with my best friends in the corner booth
No teeth and no sleep never felt so comforting
This is my home away from home, this is the place where I belong
No teeth and no sleep never felt so comforting
This is my home away from home
It's where the waffles reside, there's no pretentious lives
No one's got nothing left to prove
And when the band has left the stage, this is where we congregate
We worship here under this roof
There's a hole inside my heart when I've been gone for far too long
A hole inside my gut that can only be filled by double hashbrowns
I wish I never had to leave, watching cars roll down the street
Jukebox screaming out "Raisin Toast"
These are the times that I love the most - Track Name: My Dad's Whole Life is in This Car
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He got jacked off with his knees to his chest
He touched a butthole before he touched a clit
But he's the best friend that we could ever have
It's Cliff - Track Name: Girls No Good
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She's got a big mouth and it's getting on my nerves
You know I wish she'd just shut it up (shut it up)
I don't wanna hear it, all she does is talk about her
I've had enough of it, she needs to fucking quit
She's the anchor tied to your feet
She's your sinking ship, she's your losing bet
She's the noose around your neck and she'll never give a shit
So say the word and put that girl out of her misery
And change her status from "current" to "history"
Go ahead and erase her from your memory
Because as of right now, you're sleeping with the enemy
Who the hell is she to tell you who your friends are
Any one of us could see that shit was fucked right from the start
I ain't no god damn son of a bitch
Quit staring at her tits, she's probably got a dick
I'd rather sit in my room and daydream of a day
When Arrested Development comes back to TV
Than spend night after night avoiding a fight
Because her friends are too drunk to keep their fucking mouths shut - Track Name: TB, Are You With Me
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Let's run south of the border
I've been waiting seven cars to place my god damn order:
Two double decker tacos, substitute the beef for beans, extra cheese
Hold the lettuce and three hot sauce packets, please
Taco Bell always ends up feeling like taco hell
But on the road my mouth is home
Where sour cream comes from a gun
Where the hot sauce flows like wine
Man I've got TB on my mind
Let's not go to the shitty one this time
Give me two cheesy bean and rice burritos
A soft taco, and some party potatoes
Too bad you don't have Coke Zero
I'll take a Diet Pepsi even though it's gross
Because this is the meal for champions
And I'm about to terminate everything in this whole fucking place
Refill the god damn ice machine
I would gladly shit my pants if I had the chance
The sound of the Bell keeps calling me
I would gladly risk my ass and pass the gas
These shitty tacos will be the death of me - Track Name: Dude, Sooo Gross
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He's a greasy mother fucker who loves to titty-fuck
If you weigh more than Skeletor, he'll never touch your cunt
But he's the best friend that we could ever have
It's James - Track Name: 2003
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Riding around in the Party Wagon
Hitting every Gate and Chevron station
Then going back to Jeff's cradle of filth to live like we were kings
Bashing every mailbox in with shitty flea market weapons
And egging every house and car in sight
Causing trouble and having fun was all we gave a fuck about
Just trying to avoid growing up and giving in
Those were the days when we would never sleep
When all we had was music and no responsibilities
Those were the days, back in 2003
When we would hang out every day
And we thought Seth would be gay
Telling everyone from coast to coast
That Pants was bi and he loved to blow dudes
To the soundtrack of Hootie and the Blowfish
Having techno raves in Wayne's shitty car
Giving Cliff shit until he got pissed off
Cliff puked in a church next to Owen Wilson and later shit the bed
Those were the days when we would never sleep
When all we had was music and no responsibilities
Those were the days, back in 2003
When we would hang out every day
And we thought "Oh shit, I think Seth's gay"
They thought I would be gay - Track Name: I'll Put the Seat Down... In Hell
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All you eat are chicken nuggets
You've always got some shit to say about my friends or about this town
Don't make another fucking sound
Because I like who I am, and I'm proud of my friends
And wherever I go, this place will always be home
So let go of my hand, I'm sick of trying to pretend
That you don't make me sick
I'm so god damn over it
And god knows I know what it's like to feel lonely
But I'd never compromise my integrity for a shitty girl, so embarrassing
No matter what she's like when it's just her and me
Because I like who I am, and I'm proud of my friends
And wherever I go, this place will always be home
So let go of my hand, I'm sick of trying to pretend
That you don't make me sick
You try to act like your shit don't stink
But I smelled you coming from a mile away
"Look at me, pay for me, I'm needy," FUCK THAT
"Shave your beard, get a carreer, your friend's weird," FUCK THAT
"Grow up, calm down, and put the seat down," FUCK THAT
"You got me pregnant, and I'm keeping it," FUCK YOU
