My Girl's Got Guts Lyrics

My Girl's Got Guts, She Lets Me Borrow
Don't Have To Ask Her When I Want To Take Them Out
When It Gets Cold, I Wear Them Like A Scarf
Wrap Them Around My Neck, Her Big Intestinal Tract
My Girl's Got Guts... She Does
My Girl's Got Guts
My Girl's Got Guts
'Cause I Like To Double Dutch With Her Guts
Use 'em Like A Bungee Cord, Hook 'em To The Door, Drag 'em Across The Floor
Her Guts Are Smooth... No Need To Pull A Jack Move
Reach In Her a** And Pull Out A Foot Or Two
When I Get Hungry, Her Guts They Make A Great Snack
Chop 'em Up And Put 'em In My Backpack
Sprinkle 'em With Sauce, I Give Her Guts A Good Toss
When I'm Done Grubbing, I Use That s*** For Dental Floss
My Girl's Got Guts... She Does
My Girl's Got Guts
My Girl's Got Guts
Looks Like A Tail, My Girls Entrails
Leaving A Trail That I Can't Ignore
My Girl's Got Bowels, I Whip Like Towels
I Grip Those Bowels And I'll Never Let Them Go
Don't Need A Rubber, Her Guts Will Cover My Little Lover
Swinging From A Tree, Just Her Guts And Me
Wish My Friends Could See, Just Her Guts And Me
Swinging From A Tree, Just Her Guts And Me
Wish My Friends Could See, Just Her Guts And Me
One Intestine, Two Intestine, Three
My Girl's Got Guts, Her Guts Gots Me
I Take Them In The Back Room, Use 'em As A Broom
And When I'm Out Driving My Girls Guts Go Vroom Vroom Vroom
'Cause When I'm In A Race And I Needs To Be In First Place
Those Guts They Catapult Me To The Proper Place
Siskel And Ebert Gave My Girl's Guts The Thumbs Up
'Cause Those Dope m************ Know What's Up Her b***
That's Right, My Girl's Got Guts, So Now What
My Girl's Got Guts... She Does
My Girl's Got Guts
My Girl's Got Guts... She Does