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There's a house in New Orleans
It's called your testicles
And it's been the ruin of many a little boy
They fuck with Peppermint Butt, yeah
[?] tell your children
Not to dress up like Muhammad Ali
Take a photograph of a little alligator
Making out with your dad
Woo-hoo
There's a house in New Orleans
It's called your testicles
And it's been the ruin of several children
Who [?] on their food
And some dudes
There is a scrotum inside Paul Rodgers
That looks just like a sandwich
And some people want to go and fuck in a circus tent
And then fuck all over my house
And the [?]
And the mentally ill people will look like they're the Mary Jane Girls