Henrietta Longbottom

Chorus: [MURS] Have you heard them stories bout Henrietta Longbottom? [Slug] Yeah, I heard a lot of 'em and everybody got 'em [MURS] I never really met her but I know it's all true [Slug] I never seen her either but my brother say she cool [MURS] Rumors get around through the hood with the quickness [Slug] Everyone's a customer, all up in your business [MURS] One's in your circle that don't even know ya [Slug] The same one's that circulate the stories for ya Verse One [MURS] I seen Henrietta sittin' down by the rail Messin' with a camel toe, talkin' on her cell Breakin' up some weed, gettin' ready for her blunt But she never felt the need to fix the wedgie in the front [Slug] She kept to herself Only had a few associates People of the village got curious But most would just make up stories Some rumors Some gossip But Henrietta didn't care Hands in her pockets [MURS] I heard she used to kick it down by the river bed She used to date an old man that lived out in a shed I heard he had blue hair Honestly, who cares? The whole town used to say, "I wonder what they do there?" [Slug] Well, I heard he was bird Plus he was her dad Father of a dragon ball Her momma was a crocodile They used to drag race down at the strip In a Chevy Nova Cross bow with an extra clip [MURS] Hands up when they rollin' through your city Chewin' on some stuff, mix it up with some Wrigley Fumes from the car makin' everybody dizzy Bumpin' Flaming Lips, Johnny Cash and Biggie [Slug] Kick in the door Beatin' her dead horse It died She made dog food No loss She's a hooligan Amateur sex movies and fresh kicks But her breath smells like Chicken boullian Chorus Verse Two [MURS] She had a pink bandanna hangin' out her back pocket She was in a gang that wore miss matched socks and Met up every Tuesday for beer and some bingo Since the horse died she had to ride a flamingo [Slug] Ha, he couldn't talk but he knew how to sing she Did a little dust then cut off his wings then Stuck them to her back Took a sniff of gasoline And went door to door tryin' to sell magazines [MURS] Hair in a ponytail Cocked to the side Patch on her left, open up the right eye Dental floss and band aids to hold her pants up 20 inch waist but a double D cup [Slug] W T Fuck Whoo She's a true fox She uses glue to hold up her tube socks She's a ninja High score on Centipede Played pro hockey till her body caught an injury [MURS] Henrietta Henrietta, girl where you been? Drowning in a bath tub filled up with gin Doesn't work a lot but grows her own crop Last week she killed some Navy Seals for tryin' to steal her crop [Slug] I don't know if you care or you invest But Henrietta's dead No more no less Never really met her so I'm not losin' sleep But Longbottom is long gone Rest in peace Chorus