Turbulent Tummy Tango
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Lyrics
[Verse] It hit me in the morning, a rumble down below, A storm was brewing, a fierce internal show. "Monte zuma's revenge," they whisper, as I take my throne, Racing like a sprinter, to a seat made of porcelain alone. [Chorus] Oh, the gastrointestinal slide, The Hershey squirts have hit my stride. A dash to the splash, no time to hide, Riding the porcelain bus on this bumpy ride. [Verse] Gut soup's on the menu, it's an urgent swirl, A tummy tsunami, makes my toes curl. "Backdoor trots," I mutter, with a shaky grin, This belly ballet ain’t subtle, like a brass band within. [Bridge] Turbo toilet tango, a slippery slope, I’ve got the leaky faucet, without any hope. The lava flow’s relentless, oh what a plight, An explosive situation, lasting all night. [Chorus] Oh, the gastrointestinal slide, The Hershey squirts have hit my stride. A dash to the splash, no time to hide, Riding the porcelain bus on this bumpy ride. [Outro] In the end, it’s a lesson plain to see, Handle with care what you choose to eat. It’s a wild ride, on the runs’ express, Hoping tomorrow brings much less distress.
