"Holy shit, Stripes..." "You're just havin' all kinds of fuckin' adventures..." "Can't let you have too much fuckin' fun without me!" [Verse 1] I fucked a guy who knows every pipe and grate, Hands caked in shit, eyes cold and straight. He works the filth like it’s some kind of art, But can’t hold me close or open his heart. Now Zeb… he trembled when he held me near, Felt every little thing, made it all clear. This one just measures, prods, and inspects, No softness, no laughter, this fuckin' sewer tech. [Chorus] Goddamn, I miss those stripes — That soft fool who fuckin' loved my vice. He’d blush when I swore, then swear right back, Like he’d just learned he's got a fuckin' sack. I’d kill for just one more of his dumb grins, The way he trembled and still dove in. Goddamn, I miss those stripes — Should’ve chained that zebra to my side. [Verse 2] Fucked a fishmonger down by the rotten docks, Hands slick with slime, fuckin' fondling his cod. He knew every fin, every flappin', stinkin' tail, Every move precise, but every motion stale. Now Zeb… he fumbled the first slick slide, Eyes wide, amazed, heart open, alive. This fuckin' guy just worked, exact and trained, No shock, no gasp, no first-time faint. [Chorus] Goddamn, I miss those stripes — That zebra lit up my fuckin' life. He thought the world could still be kind, And somehow eased my fuckin' mind. I’d kill for just one more fuckin' smile, How he lit up the dark for just a li'l while. Goddamn, I miss those stripes — Should’ve chained that fuckin' zebra to my side. [Verse 3] Fucked around with a muddy, stubborn ass, Strong in body, thick-headed, all gas. Generous enough, sure, in the bedroom scene, But tender? Forget it — nothing in between. Now Zeb... he'd lean in, whisper what he felt, Open as a wound, soothin' his striped pelt. This donkey just brayed, no pause or care, No heart to meet mine, no soul to share. [Bridge] Fuck it, I don’t know where you roamed, I'll rip through the gutters to drag you home I’ll fuckin' haul my ass through shit and turds, To scream the truth you never heard. Zeb, I love you, but I left it unsaid, So I’ll hunt you down and shove it in your fuckin' head. [Final Chorus] Goddamn, I miss those stripes — My goofy black and white knight. You're the fuckin' yin to my yang, A fuckin' mellifluous mustang I'd kill for just one more filthy fuck, But now I fuckin' crave your gentle touch. Goddamn, I miss your stripes— I fuckin' need you back at my fuckin' side. [Outro] Goddamn! Oh Goddamn! Goddamn! Goddamn, I miss those fuckin' stripes! "Yeah, I'll fuckin' find you, Stripes."
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