Sourpuss Lyrics by Fishbone

Sourpuss Lyrics

    I said yes but she kept sayin' no
    Yeah the scent was in the air
    Was it a rose
    I said excuse me ma'am
    But you tweekin' my nose
    She slapped him in the face
    With a terrible blow...

    Ohh what a sourpuss...

    Mug all twisted (like a licorice chew)
    Make a puss like that (it's gonna stay on you)
    Gasoline stang (if you know what i mean)

    Ohh what a sourpuss...
    Nothin' but a sourpuss

    Sour (p-u-s-s) sour (p-u-s-s)...

    I step to the rear guess what did i see
    A big pumpin bump (just a lookin' at he)
    Bootie licious nutritious for the (doodle e dee)
    I tapped her on the shoulder (and what did you see)

    Nothin' but a sourpuss...
    Squirt juicy bootie (but the muga was pushed)
    I got a knife full of butta (to spread the butush)
    Would you like to hit that (oh how i woosh)
    It made my face turn green (from her fuming bush)

    Ohh what a sourpuss...
    Nothin' but a sourpuss

    Sour (p-u-s-s) sour (p-u-s-s)...

    Do you know of the many mangling ways there are to twist your puss
    It sho get sour sometime down there by the mission
    Let me get a piece of sum a dat chicken, hell yeah...

    You've got that clench jaw scrunched snawz look
    You've got the frown wrinkled flex lip look
    You got the ring around the collar pulsin' all red
    You got the prune face mental case punch munch mug
    Looks like you got a frown like a crazy clown wit mud fallin' down
    You got mustard nostrils and barnacles all up under your chin
    You got da sloppy skin decomposing grin

    Yo head is flat wit stringy napps and happy nap sack
    You got the looky loo mouth piarea crew
    You got the don't hurt me please limburger cheese look
    When you took a photo shot the lens broke cause ya ugly folk
    Looks like your nose got caught up and twisted in a bicycle spoke
    Yo face can pass for a orangutan's ass
    Yo pussy smell so bad i had to move back to baghdad
    You got the marion berry rockhead look
    You got the al green hot grits look
    You grill is made of steel and can't be real
    You got that spiderman brace face been
    Hit in the face by the frankenstein bass

    Yo mug is covered with chili lookin' silly
    Workin' at 7-11 thinkin' everything is heaven

    Ohh what a sourpuss...
    Nothin' but a sourpuss...

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