Tommy was sixteen,
When he ate his first burrito.
It was filled with beans,
And his daddy he said oh no.
Cause Tommy started rumbling,
And from then it didn’t take too long.
Before the parakeet was dead,
And that dog he was long gone.
Why don’t you know?
Tommy saw his mama,
She had teardrops in her eyes.
Because the burning of her nose,
She just couldn’t disguise.
Tommy always thought,
That his flatulence smelled ok.
But anyone that knew him,
Would say he was insane.
Why don’t you know?
Oh no!
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Don’t you know that you shot a stinky fart?
Don’t you know?
Why don’t you know?
Don’t you know that you shot a stinky fart?
And all the world will curl their nose at you,
Both near and afar.
Sneaky stinkies,
You know he let a few.
But for the most part,
That just wouldn’t do.
He wanted to hear the sound,
Feel the vibration in his drawers.
One just wasn’t enough,
He was always pushing for more.
Why don’t you know?
Oh no!
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Don’t you know that you shot a stinky fart?
Don’t you know?
Why don’t you know?
Don’t you know that you shot a stinky fart?
And all the world will curl their nose at you,
Both near and afar.
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Don’t you know that you shot a stinky fart?
Don’t you know?
Why don’t you know?
Don’t you know that you shot a stinky fart?
And all the world will curl their nose at you,
Both near and afar.
Tommy died one night,
With the sheet pulled over his head.
Natural causes,
That’s what the papers read.
But anyone that knew him,
Well they definitely knew.
Tommy died that night,
From smelling his own pew.
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