Plymouth Rock Lyrics

She says its good to get tan
She says its bad to get burned

She says its great getting high
She says its lame to get fried

She says there's way too many drugs
Too many chumpy, junky thugs

And it ain't no fun falling five flights of stairs
(Into a real fierce fifteen)
And it ain't that sweet working 6 nights a week (And the swimsuit gets ripped and its dripping wet with frosting)
It's colossal, it's much bigger than us
(It's the shit they stick in liquer makes us lick the chicks that we don't even love)
And it ain't that great
And it ain't that great

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