I’ll pack my things and go
I came here for the free food and not the show
Her heart it overflows with all this bullshit about
Where she’s been and who she knows
I found out what I wanted to know
And don’t think you can hide it
You’re putting pretty where the shit doesn’t grow
As if you need to be reminded
Life’s precious little gems
Not quite the size the doctor recommends
I guess it all depends
Oh, this would be so real if only I pretend
I found out what I wanted to know
And don’t think you can hide it
You’re putting pretty where the shit doesn’t grow
As if you need to be reminded
I found out what I wanted to know
And don’t think you can hide it
You’re putting pretty where the shit doesn’t grow
As if you need to be re-, as if you need to be re-
Maybe you should be, you need to be, you need to be reminded
Stretch that skin and rip that skin and put this in
Now you’re perfect, now you’re perfect
Stretch that skin and rip that skin and put this shit in and
Now you’re perfect, now you’re perfect
Stretch that skin and rip that skin and put this in and
Now you’re perfect, now you’re perfect
Stretch that skin and rip that skin and put this in
Now you’re perfect, now you’re perfect
Does anybody know, how long the plastic takes to decompose?
Does anybody know?
I found out what I wanted to know
And don’t think you can hide it
You’re putting pretty where the sht doesn’t grow
As if you need to be reminded
Implants was written by Ben Kenney.
Implants was produced by Brad Blackwood & Ben Kenney.