Caralee

Lyrics
[THE "MANNY"] Caralee... Is a terror But Caralee... (Caralee, don't suck on that) Pays the bills (Drop it. Drop it. Drop it.) Life as her manny Beats a life on my fanny Still, Caralee... Ugh! She kills (Spit. Spit. Spit. Thank you.)

Caralee has toy scissors With which Caralee makes small cuts Now: you don't try to take them Try to borrow or break them And Carlee (Goddammit!!!!) Stabs your nuts (Gently, but repeatedly.)

Caralee, Caralee, Caralee Threw up and poo'd on my MacBook Woah-oh-oh-oh

Caralee knows the F-word In fact, Caralee wrote a song It's actually hilarious In inappropriate areas- Like Caralee 's Father's Charity Banquet Would be wrong (And now we know.)

Caralee, Caralee, Caralee I think she might be Satan Woah-oh-oh-oh Caralee, Caralee, Caralee I swear to God, she is Satan Woah-oh-oh-oh

Caralee likes spaghetti And Caralee only likes spaghetti Spaghetti to eat with And spaghetti to throw with To get mush between feet with To shout "Homo" and "No" with Oh Caralee Caralee-!

-Is yours for thirty minutes Here's fifty dollars. I'll be right back Mister, Caralee's persuasive, she could help you sell your crack Of if you simply need to barter, she's a very easy sale But please don't throw her in the trash or try to send her in the mail Because she'll just come back to haunt you with her scissors and her smile And it's been awfully nice to meet you, thanks, and so long for a while Ha ha ha! Now I'm free Now I'm free Of Caralee!