I Wanna Be A Gynecologist Lyrics
| Song | I Wanna Be A Gynecologist |
| Artist | Biker Joe Warren |
| Album | Biker Joe Warren |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Warren Joseph Etchison | |
| Well i talk to my son until i'm blue in the face | |
| He's a rock n' roll bum, a family disgrace | |
| He lays around the house, smokes **** and **********s | |
| Tell me son, what do you want to be? | |
| Well your a worthless young s*** as i've ever seen | |
| You know there's much more to life then a c*** magazine | |
| I'll send you to college, you can earn your degree | |
| Tell me son what do you want to be? | |
| Dad, i wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight | |
| Seems like a good job for me | |
| Well i spoke to my wife, i said what can be done | |
| With this highly offensive excuse for a son? | |
| He sits at the table, and he belches and he farts | |
| Then he drinks till he pukes, and he sleeps in his barf | |
| I went up to his room, didn't bother to knock | |
| I said 'son we gotta have a talk, but please put away your ****.' | |
| You're a livin' breathin' insult to society | |
| Tell me son what do you want to be? | |
| Dad, i wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight | |
| Seems like a good job for me | |
| Well i was proud of my son, he had earned his degree | |
| He's a geniune doctor of gynecology | |
| He's got an office and a nurse and patients galore | |
| Who could ask for anything more? | |
| Dad, i ain't got a damn thing to be thankful for | |
| I got sixteen old ladies lined up outside the door | |
| They all smell like tuna fish, and they s*** on the floor | |
| To tell the truth, it's a big f***in' bore! | |
| I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight | |
| It ain't all that it's cracked up to be | |
| I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight | |
| It ain't all that it's cracked up to be |
| zuo qu : Warren Joseph Etchison | |
| Well i talk to my son until i' m blue in the face | |
| He' s a rock n' roll bum, a family disgrace | |
| He lays around the house, smokes and s | |
| Tell me son, what do you want to be? | |
| Well your a worthless young s as i' ve ever seen | |
| You know there' s much more to life then a c magazine | |
| I' ll send you to college, you can earn your degree | |
| Tell me son what do you want to be? | |
| Dad, i wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight | |
| Seems like a good job for me | |
| Well i spoke to my wife, i said what can be done | |
| With this highly offensive excuse for a son? | |
| He sits at the table, and he belches and he farts | |
| Then he drinks till he pukes, and he sleeps in his barf | |
| I went up to his room, didn' t bother to knock | |
| I said ' son we gotta have a talk, but please put away your .' | |
| You' re a livin' breathin' insult to society | |
| Tell me son what do you want to be? | |
| Dad, i wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight | |
| Seems like a good job for me | |
| Well i was proud of my son, he had earned his degree | |
| He' s a geniune doctor of gynecology | |
| He' s got an office and a nurse and patients galore | |
| Who could ask for anything more? | |
| Dad, i ain' t got a damn thing to be thankful for | |
| I got sixteen old ladies lined up outside the door | |
| They all smell like tuna fish, and they s on the floor | |
| To tell the truth, it' s a big f in' bore! | |
| I don' t wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight | |
| It ain' t all that it' s cracked up to be | |
| I don' t wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight | |
| It ain' t all that it' s cracked up to be |
| zuò qǔ : Warren Joseph Etchison | |
| Well i talk to my son until i' m blue in the face | |
| He' s a rock n' roll bum, a family disgrace | |
| He lays around the house, smokes and s | |
| Tell me son, what do you want to be? | |
| Well your a worthless young s as i' ve ever seen | |
| You know there' s much more to life then a c magazine | |
| I' ll send you to college, you can earn your degree | |
| Tell me son what do you want to be? | |
| Dad, i wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight | |
| Seems like a good job for me | |
| Well i spoke to my wife, i said what can be done | |
| With this highly offensive excuse for a son? | |
| He sits at the table, and he belches and he farts | |
| Then he drinks till he pukes, and he sleeps in his barf | |
| I went up to his room, didn' t bother to knock | |
| I said ' son we gotta have a talk, but please put away your .' | |
| You' re a livin' breathin' insult to society | |
| Tell me son what do you want to be? | |
| Dad, i wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight | |
| Seems like a good job for me | |
| Well i was proud of my son, he had earned his degree | |
| He' s a geniune doctor of gynecology | |
| He' s got an office and a nurse and patients galore | |
| Who could ask for anything more? | |
| Dad, i ain' t got a damn thing to be thankful for | |
| I got sixteen old ladies lined up outside the door | |
| They all smell like tuna fish, and they s on the floor | |
| To tell the truth, it' s a big f in' bore! | |
| I don' t wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight | |
| It ain' t all that it' s cracked up to be | |
| I don' t wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy | |
| Ky jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight | |
| It ain' t all that it' s cracked up to be |
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