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Every time I fart, It stinks,
Smells just like some broccoli.
Deep inside of me, I feel,
Something don't agree with me.
Sometimes I wish I could,
Turn back time,
So I can take Pepcid AC.
'Cause my stomach hurts,
So bad, Baby,

Quit making fun of my farts,
(Quit making fun of my farts)
Of my farts, (They might just blow me apart)
My farts, (Quit making fun of my farts)

They've split my butt right apart,
(They're causing pain to my heart)
My farts, (They're ripping it apart)
My farts, (Quit making fun of my farts)
My farts.

I live my life, In pain,
This gas problem won't go away.
Just like a lit fuse, Burning down,
This bomb is gonna blow real soon.
Sometimes I wish I could,
Turn back time, So I wouldn't have eaten beans.
But they tasted good,
So good, Baby you better,

Quit making fun of my farts,
(Quit making fun of my farts)
Of my farts, (They might just blow me apart)
My farts, (Quit making fun of my farts)

They've split my butt right apart,
(They're causing pain to my heart)
My farts, (They're ripping it apart)
My farts, Quit making fun.

Baby baby,
The fart I just laid was so strong,
We will be smelling it forever.
Oh baby baby,
I make a vow,
To cork it right now.

Baby, Oh,
Quit making fun.
Na na na na na na na,
Na na na na na baby,
Na na na na na na na.

Sometimes I wish I could,
Turn back time,
So I can trash those refried beans.
But I guess I can't,
Oh no, Baby,


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