Lyrics by MC Naptime Music created with the assistance of suno.com (c) 2025 I just farted in an office that is quieter than a library I thought it was a silent one but it snuck right by my dingleberries Kind of a clap, but echoey, like 4 single claps consecutively I looked up from my desk and didn't hear any one chuckle or accuse me I think I got away with it Farting in my off fa-fa fis I think I got away with it Uh-oh here comes the smell. Invisible cloud seeped up from my pants, under my undershirt, I wriggled and danced Trying to hide the abhorant new scent Hope it does not seep out my off fa-fa fis. Oh no, oh shit, oh hell of all hells Here comes my coworker who just regained smell She got covid 19 before there were any shots I hope she keeps walking past my off -fa-fa fots. I think I got away with it Farting in my off fa-fa fis I think I got away with it Uh-oh here comes the smell. She closes the door and makes face Scrunches her nose in distaste She wanted to talk about something private But now she might puke on my carpet. She turned right around and got out, She did not call my stinky ass out My literal ass got a valued hall pass I hope any more will she doubt. I think I got away with it Farting in my off fa-fa fis I think I got away with it Uh-oh here comes the smell. Smelly smell smell Smelly smell Smelly smell smell Smelly smell. STANKY!