My c*nt’s a c*nt lyrics

Before we went out, I used to think that she was hot
And now I really see her, and I see that she's not
The mouth of a piranha that's always full
And the face of a rabid pit bull

My c*nt's a c*nt, my c*nt's a c*nt
I sweat to God, she's nothing but a flake
My c*nt's a c*nt, my c*nt's a c*nt
Lemme tell ya, this one takes the cake

My friends all say she's funny, well, hardy-har-har
I think she needs a head massage with a steel bar
I used to fantasize of her, the little jizz jar
But now I dream of seeing her getting hit by a car

My c*nt's a c*nt, my c*nt's a c*nt
She never, ever shuts her f*cking mouth
My c*nt's a c*nt, my c*nt's a c*nt
I wish she'd take her f*cking ex out

[Guitar solo]

I guess by now you know I really hate this b*tch
I'd love to see her full of holes in a ditch
They'd do the world a favor by shutting her up
The loud mouth whore with a little C-cup
My c*nt's a c*nt, my c*nt's a c*nt
Well, all I ever hear her says is, "What?"
My c*nt's a c*nt, my c*nt's a c*nt
To me she's just a stupid f*cking sl*t

My c*nt's a c*nt, my c*nt's a c*nt
I sweat to God, she's nothing but a flake
My c*nt's a c*nt, my c*nt's a c*nt
Lemme tell ya, this one takes the cake