I was strolling down the sidewalk Fresh outta class at A&M Had to listen to an old man talk But I didn’t give a damn On this walk what would I see No, not a pair of titties starin’ back at me Oh it was a poster board That meant a lotta poop’s ensured Yeah I’m gonna make a farty At the A&M BRAPT party! (Guitar solo) Well I ran down to my dorm room And picked up my buddy Jimmy Said “man we get to make a shitty” And we’ll probably see a titty! So we got all dressed up To fart in everyone’s cup! Yeah we made our way right in Oh to create a brand new sin Straight outta our hind ends We’ll fart through our depends So I hopped up on the microphone And let it be known With a grunt and a squeeze Came a fart smellin like old cheese Oh the girls went on runnin’ One said “Chad, please do somethin!” Then some chiseled, simple fuck Hollered “you dumb boys is outta luck” Cause this here is a frat party And we don’t think fart funny! Oh then he tried to kick our asses But we just shot off all our gasses Into his face and then we went To piss in his girlfriend’s tit Well when he started runnin He didn’t see us comin’ On the floor so he slipped in shit Yeah Jimmy and I We had a fun time FARTIN And pissin And pinchin off some logs Well I think we can agree We won’t ever get a degree But at least we made history At the Frat Brapt Party!
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