There was this psycho fan
She had some scissors in her hand
She said I want to snip your beard
And then she snipped a bit of my beard
We were smoking in bed
She turned to me and she said
She said I want to light your beard
And then she lit a bit of my beard
She lit a bit of my beard
She snipped a bit of my beard
A little bit of my beard
She lit a bit of my beard
She snipped a bit of my beard
A little bit of my beard, yeah
A bit of my beard
She was looking at it
She was licking her lips
She said I want to bite your beard
And then she bit a bit of my beard
(She bit a bit of my beard)
She was feeding me chips
Her hands were covered in dip
She said I want to touch your beard
And then she smeared a bit of
Dip in my beard
She bit a bit of my beard
She lit a bit of my beard
A little bit of my beard
She snipped a bit of my beard
She smeared some dip in my beard
A bit of dip in my beard
And then she called me "dip beard"
And no one calls me dip beard!
She was feeling kinky
She leaned over to me
She said I want to do a bit of a shit
Into a bit of my beard
A bit of shit in my beard
I still had dip in my beard
Dip and shit in my beard
She bit a bit of my beard
She lit a bit of my beard
She snipped a beard of my beard, yeah
A bit of my beard
A bit of my beard
A bit of my beard
A bit of my beard
A little bit of my beard
A bit of my beard
A bit of my beard
A bit of my beard
A little bit of my beard
Shit in my beard
Shit in my beard
Shit in my beard
A bit of shit in my beard
Beards!
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