Tomato-eater

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I suck his dick with a smile for hours at a time
          Stare at his nutsack while I hold back my cum tonight
          And when he ask me what position
          I say, "Doggystyle"
          (And when they ask me what position
          I say, "Doggystyle")
          But the fact is
          I can never get off of his fat dick
          And all that they can ask is (Ask is, ask is)
          "I just wanna smack it" (I just wanna smack it)
          
          Here's what the fact is
          He can put my asshole in a casket (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
          Asshole in a casket
          
          So you can see I'm cummin'
          But you won't see me nut
          And I'll just keep on suckin', I'm good (Yeah, I'm good)
          And if he sucks my glizzy
          I will become dizzy
          But it keeps us busy, I'm good (Yeah, I'm good)
          I've been twerking for boys for so long
          I've been flirting with boys for so long
          My jaw's been hurting for so, so long it's real
          So long, it's real, so long, it's real
          
          Always bein' judged by a bunch of sexy faces
          Stickin' up the guys, haven't seen a girl in ages
          But I've been places
          Kissin' guy's faces, kissin' guy's faces
          Kissin' guy's faces
          But the fact is
          Kissin' guys is all that I have practiced
          Suckin' glizzies while I'm on my mattress
          I just really wish that I could smack it (I just wanna smack it)
          
          Here's what the fact is
          He can put my asshole in a casket (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
          Asshole in a casket
          
          So you can see I'm cummin'
          But you won't see me nut
          And I'll just keep on suckin', I'm good (Yeah, I'm good)
          And if he sucks my glizzy
          I will become dizzy
          But it keeps us busy, I'm good (Yeah, I'm good)
          I've been twerking for boys for so long
          I've been flirting with boys for so long
          My jaw's been hurting for so, so long it's real
          So long, it's real, so long, it's real
          
          So long, it's real
          So long, it's real
          So long, it's real
          (We The Sus Music)

Tomato-eater

We're no strangers to love
          You know the rules and so do I (do I)
          A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
          You wouldn't get this from any other guy
          I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
          Gotta make you understand
          Never gonna give you up
          Never gonna let you down
          Never gonna run around and desert you
          Never gonna make you cry
          Never gonna say goodbye
          Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
          We've known each other for so long
          Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it (say it)
          Inside, we both know what's been going on (going on)
          We know the game and we're gonna play it
          And if you ask me how I'm feeling
          Don't tell me you're too blind to see
          Never gonna give you up
          Never gonna let you down
          Never gonna run around and desert you
          Never gonna make you cry
          Never gonna say goodbye
          Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
          Never gonna give you up
          Never gonna let you down
          Never gonna run around and desert you
          Never gonna make you cry
          Never gonna say goodbye
          Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
          We've known each other for so long
          Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it (to say it)
          Inside, we both know what's been going on (going on)
          We know the game and we're gonna play it
          I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
          Gotta make you understand
          Never gonna give you up
          Never gonna let you down
          Never gonna run around and desert you
          Never gonna make you cry
          Never gonna say goodbye
          Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
          Never gonna give you up
          Never gonna let you down
          Never gonna run around and desert you
          Never gonna make you cry
          Never gonna say goodbye
          Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
          Never gonna give you up
          Never gonna let you down
          Never gonna run around and desert you
          Never gonna make you cry
          Never gonna say goodbye
          Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Tomato-eater

One, two, three
          Turn it up
          Big wheels keep on turnin'
          Carry me home to see my kin
          Singin' songs about the south-land
          I miss Alabamy once again and I think it's a sin, yes
          Well I heard Mister Young sing about her
          Well I heard ol' Neil put her down
          Well I hope Neil Young will remember
          A southern man don't need him around anyhow
          Sweet home Alabama
          Where the skies are so blue
          Sweet home Alabama
          Lord I'm comin' home to you
          In Birmingham they love the governor (boo-hoo-hoo)
          Now we all did what we could do
          Now Watergate does not bother me
          Does your conscience bother you?
          Tell the truth
          Sweet home Alabama
          Where the skies are so blue
          Sweet home Alabama (oh yeah)
          Lord I'm comin' home to you
          Here I come, Alabama
          Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
          And they've been known to pick a song or two (yes they do)
          Lord they get me off so much
          They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue
          Now how about you?
          Sweet home Alabama
          Where the skies are so blue
          Sweet home Alabama
          Lord I'm comin' home to you
          Sweet home Alabama (oh, sweet home)
          Where the skies are so blue
          And the governor's true
          Sweet home Alabama (lordy)
          Lord I'm comin' home to you, yeah, yeah
          Montgomery's got the answer