Steel Panther - She’s on the Rag lyrics
[Steel Panther - She’s on the Rag lyrics]
Every girl in the world has feminine needs
Every day of the month a vagina bleeds
Every man has balls filled with his seed
Seeking out every hole is vagina greed
She didn't want to disappointment me
She couldn't bear to tell the truth
She didn't want to ruin the moment
She had to fuck someone in the group
Now there's blood on my hands
Blood on my face
Blood on my dick, all over the place
Now I know she's on the rag
Every dude wants to fuck whenever he can
You can't blame a dude, cause a dude is a man
Any man will admit it's a little sick
When it looks like a murder
Scene all over his dick
I didn't see the signs a showing
Or the visit from Auntie Flo
She was on her knees and blowing
And I was 4 fingers deep in a camel toe
Now there's blood on the walls
Blood on the lamp
Blood on the roadies, blood on the amps
Now we know
She's on the rag
She's on the rag but the
Whole band got inside
Wish we would have known she
Was riding the Crimson Tide
So the next time you got
A chance to get inside
Make sure she ain't on the cotton pony ride
She'll soil your sheets and
She'll spoil your pride
Having period on your face
Ain't very dignified
Who wants blood on your cock
Blood on your balls
Flowing like a bloody Niagra Falls
Runaway man
She's on the rag
She'll get that blood on your dong
Blood on your car
Blood on your brand new Fender guitar
Better get it tested
She's on the rag
Better not wear white pants next time, baby
Every day of the month a vagina bleeds
Every man has balls filled with his seed
Seeking out every hole is vagina greed
She didn't want to disappointment me
She couldn't bear to tell the truth
She didn't want to ruin the moment
She had to fuck someone in the group
Now there's blood on my hands
Blood on my face
Blood on my dick, all over the place
Now I know she's on the rag
Every dude wants to fuck whenever he can
You can't blame a dude, cause a dude is a man
Any man will admit it's a little sick
When it looks like a murder
Scene all over his dick
I didn't see the signs a showing
Or the visit from Auntie Flo
She was on her knees and blowing
And I was 4 fingers deep in a camel toe
Now there's blood on the walls
Blood on the lamp
Blood on the roadies, blood on the amps
Now we know
She's on the rag
She's on the rag but the
Whole band got inside
Wish we would have known she
Was riding the Crimson Tide
So the next time you got
A chance to get inside
Make sure she ain't on the cotton pony ride
She'll soil your sheets and
She'll spoil your pride
Having period on your face
Ain't very dignified
Who wants blood on your cock
Blood on your balls
Flowing like a bloody Niagra Falls
Runaway man
She's on the rag
She'll get that blood on your dong
Blood on your car
Blood on your brand new Fender guitar
Better get it tested
She's on the rag
Better not wear white pants next time, baby