The Beer That I Drink
(llewtraH)
Tune: Flowers that Bloom in the Spring
 By Flying Booger
HARRIER'S VERSE:
The beer that I drink at the hash, Tra la,
 Doth fill me with lust for some ass.
As I merrily drink and I sing, Tra la,
 I dream of your fine furry thing, Tra la,
Of a night of hot sex so divine,
Of a night of hot sex so divine.
And that's what I mean when I say, that my beer
Doth fill Mister Happy with horny good cheer,
Tra la la la la-a,
 Tra la la la la-a,
 The beer that I drink at the hash.
 Tra la la la la-a,
 Tra la la la la-a,
 Tra la la la la la!
 HARRIETTE'S VERSE:
 The beer that you drink at the hash, tra la,
Prevents you from getting some ass.
You come home a boozy old wimp, tra la,
Your willy is willing but limp, tra la,
It's a caricature of a dick,
It's a caricature of a dick.
And that's what I mean when I say, or I sing,
"Oh bugger the beer that shrinks your wee thing."
Tra la la la la-a,
 Tra la la la la-a,
 Oh bugger your nasty old beer.
 Tra la la la la-a,
 Tra la la la la-a,
 Tra la la la la la!
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