Munchy
Munchy. Your mama named you Munchy
Must've loved you a bunchy to pull such a stunchy
I heard you cold cocked your poor sister over a video game
Let me tell you, Munchy, I got myself a hunchy
That you must've been grunchy to be so very punchy
I heard that you got seasick and vomited all over your dad
That's our Munchy. He's coughin' up his lunchy
All over his scrunchy till it was very crunchy
You make good pizza, boy, but not as good as your old man
Must've loved you a bunchy to pull such a stunchy
I heard you cold cocked your poor sister over a video game
Let me tell you, Munchy, I got myself a hunchy
That you must've been grunchy to be so very punchy
I heard that you got seasick and vomited all over your dad
That's our Munchy. He's coughin' up his lunchy
All over his scrunchy till it was very crunchy
You make good pizza, boy, but not as good as your old man
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Writer(s): Robert Harvey
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