paroles de chanson Strapon That Jammy Pac - Ween
Strap
on
that
there
jammy
pac.
Get
a
grip
on
your
soul.
Sip
on
that
there
family
flask,
And
I'll
guide
you
towards
the
door.
She
don't
feed
me
in
the
mornin',
And
I
can't
take
no
more!
So
strap
on
that
there
jammy
pac,
And
get
up
off
my
floor.
Strap
on
that
there
jammy
pac
And
slide
a
double
dime
my
way.
Dry
off
your
distributor
cap,
And
hip
me
to
the
game
you
play.
She's
jonesin'
for
a
jammy
With
a
girl
that
I
call
"Tammy",
So
strap
on
that
there
jammy
pac,
It's
time
for
you
to
pay.
Strap
on
that
there
jammy
pac.
She
hypnotized
one
dude.
Stains
you
like
a
heart
attack.
Van
Winkle
says
"Fuck
you."
Never
made
me
no
supper.
A
boy
like
me
needs
it,
too!
So
strap
on
that
thar
jammy
pac,
It's
time
to
pay
your
due.
1 Sketches of Winkle
2 The Stallion, Pt. 1
3 Strapon That Jammy Pac
4 Dr. Rock
5 Frank
6 Sorry Charlie
7 Pollo Asado
8 Right to the Ways and the Rules of the World
9 Captain Fantasy
10 Demon Sweat
11 Molly
12 Can U Taste the Waste?
13 Don't Sweat It
14 Awesome Sound
15 Laura
16 Boing
17 Mononucleosis
18 Oh My Dear (Falling In Love)
19 Alone
20 Moving Away
21 She F**ks Me
22 Pork Roll Eggs and Cheese
23 The Stallion, Pt. 2
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