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| - | My Girl's Got Guts, She Lets Me Borrow | + | My Girl's Got Guts, She Lets Me Borrow. Don't Have To Ask Her When I Want To Take Them Out. |
| - | 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. |
| - | When It Gets Cold, I Wear Them Like A Scarf | + | My Girl's Got Guts... She Does. My Girl's Got Guts. My Girl's Got Guts. |
| - | Wrap Them Around My Neck, Her Big Intestinal Tract | + | |
| - | My Girl's Got Guts... She Does | + | |
| - | My Girl's Got Guts | + | |
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| - | My Girl's Got Guts. | + | |
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| - | I | + | '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 Ass 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 Shit For Dental Floss. | |
| - | + | My Girl's Got Guts... She Does. My Girl's Got Guts. My Girl's Got Guts. | |
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| - | 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. | ||
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| + | 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. | ||
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| + | One Intestine, Two Intestine, Three. My Girl's Got Guts, Her Guts got 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 Motherfuckers Know What's Up Her Butt. | ||
| + | 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. | ||
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Dido Joss Stone Majandra Delfino Maria Bello Jennifer Gareis
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