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D G
Made love to you all night long
D G
Then I got to write you this song
D G
(I admit, I forgot this line)
D G
Must have been sent from heaven above
A
Don't think you could ever do no wrong
(stop) D G
Then you farted
D G
Oh baby you farted!
At first I thought that it was kind of cute
I suppressed a smile when I heard your girlie poot-poot
Then the smell came a-wafting by
Brought a little tear drop to my eye
Think that I'll go sleep out on the couch
Cuz you fart
Bm G
It could make milk curdle, make your skin
Bm G
Make the paint peel off of the wall
Bm G
Don't wanna sleep under the covers no more
A
Since the hot blew from outcha back door.
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