Momma's Cornbread
I can't hold it, gotta go to the toilet
I'm doin' the goddamn poo poo dance
Can't hold it, gotta get to the toilet
I'm about to fuck up my favorite pants
I put too much food inside
If I don't poop real soon
My friends will see I died
I'm on a planet flying through space
If I can't find a toilet soon
I'll find me some place
Perhaps your face
Just don't let the cops see
'Cause they can't understand
That it's a real emergency
I gotta poop man
I'm doin' the goddamn poo poo dance
Can't hold it, gotta get to the toilet
I'm about to fuck up my favorite pants
I put too much food inside
If I don't poop real soon
My friends will see I died
I'm on a planet flying through space
If I can't find a toilet soon
I'll find me some place
Perhaps your face
Just don't let the cops see
'Cause they can't understand
That it's a real emergency
I gotta poop man
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Writer(s): Brandon Harig
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