Shart pop punk

Lyrics

Sippin' rose and I'm feeling okay
Sippin' wine and I'm feeling fine
2 full bottles got my colon full throttle
I slip on my sleep mask and take a tuh maz uh pam
Off to the land of nod
Frolicking with Wanda and Nellie in the wildflower meadows
Drowning in designer
But like biggie said, it was all a dream!
An earth-shattering rumble roared from across the meadow
A feeling of moisture like dewdrops on morning grass
I hurtled back to reality and it dawned on me
I was a squatty potty thotty with no throne to sit
I woke up with a startle and a shart'll
I shart my pants in the south of France

I shart my pants in the south of France
I shart my pants in the south of France
Woke up with a fright in the middle of the night
I shart my pants in the south of fraaaaaance

Sippin' wine in Me May
scanning birkin bags on eBay

Sitting poolside...
little did I know a few hours later it'd be a poop slide

Escargot and sausage andouille
These are the things that make my booty go kablooey (kablooey!)


I shart my pants in the south of France
I shart my pants in the south of France
Woke up with a fright in the middle of the night
I shart my pants in the south of the fraaaaaance

Shart! Shart! Shart! Shart!
Shart! Shart! Shart! Shart!
Shart!...Shart!...
Shart!... Shart!...
Shart!...Shart!...
Shart!... Shart!...