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I’m Gonna Go To Hell When I Die
I’m Gonna Go To Hell When I Die
I’m Gonna Go To Hell When I Die
I’m Gonna Go To Hell When I Die
I can’t be saved, it’s too late for me
I’m going to H-E Double L when I D-I-E
You could say I’m messed up, but I’m keepin’ it real
I’ll sleep with your mom for a home cooked meal
Give a guy with no legs a new pair of shoes
And give Ben Affleck a bottle of booze
I Call up Nick Lechey, tell him he’s gay
Then ask Jessica to spell Chevrolet
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I sent Al Roker a box of crullers
With a dozen jelly donuts and a staple remover
I sent Abe Vigoda a cookie basket
With some flowers and a catalogue to pick out a casket
Jacked Michael J. Fox for his time machine
Then I grabbed a couple hookers and Charlie Sheen
And got ’em all to take a trip back in time with me
So we could pee on R. Kelly when he turned 14
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I pick Kirstie Alley up out of the gutter
Throw her in a ring with Sally Struthers
Cover them with syrup and melted butter
And see how long it takes before they eat each other
I challenge Stephen Hawkings to some one on one
Slam dunk on that bitch like Alan Iverson
Tried to race Andy Dick but he lost control
Ran his mother-f**king car into Billy Joel
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Push an old lady down a flight of stairs
And pull out the rest of Ron Howard’s hair
And lock a PETA member in a room full of bears
And hook Gary Coleman up with a job at the fair
Keep an unofficial count of Star Jones’ chins
Cast Hillary Swank and Matt Damon as twins
Start a petition that Conan will hate
Get the Tonight Show cancelled in 2008
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