Betty White's Dead

An arrow to the heart
A bullet to the head
The screen turns dark
Black
Betty White's dead

An arrow to the heart
A bullet to the head
The screen turns dark
Black
Betty White's dead

Did she die in her sleep
Was it cardiac arrest
Was she eaten by a bear
Man, Betty White's dead
Did she overdose on drugs
Was it suicide instead
Do they suspect foul play
Man, Betty White's dead

I was never a fan of The Golden Girls
I watched paint dry instead
But I bet Betty White
Had a pussy so tight
That every child she birthed
Had a pointy head

An arrow to the heart
A bullet to the head
The screen turns dark
Black
Betty White's dead

An arrow to the heart
A bullet to the head
The screen turns dark
Black
Betty White's dead

Did she owe money to the mob
Did she try to run away
Did she to prefer to take a stand
Then die another day
Was she wrestling a shark
Playing Russian Roulette
The world's gone dark now
Betty White's Dead

I was never a fan of The Golden Girls
I watched paint dry instead
But I bet Betty White
Had a pussy so tight
That every child she birthed
Had a pointy head



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Writer(s): Chris Mccabe
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