I never thought I'd ever make
It past thirteen, let alone thirty
Every single year
That we leave behind
Us is another
Obstacle survived
Nineteen ninety-four


Oh baby, baby
Give me that little limp dick
Oh baby, baby
Give me that little limp dick
No one's thinking that baby's thirsty for Jell-O shots
Baby don't want a pudding; we all want a slamming
We all want a slamming
Smoosh it shallow. Jam it in. Pud