2009-11-10 22:06:12 -07:00
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Title: The Poopy Song
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2008-10-27 15:57:45 -06:00
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I had a baby Ginnie
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She liked to poop a lot
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And when it came out of her butt
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The temperature was hot
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She liked to poop her diapers
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The smell was never strong
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And when she pooped them really good
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Her dad would sing a song
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### chorus ###
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Poopy Poopy Poopy
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Poopy all day long
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Poopy Poopy Poopy
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This is the Poopy song
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(repeat)
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This little baby pooper
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She liked to bounce and dance
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And when you least expected it
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She’d up and poop her pants
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She’d poopy in the morning
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She’d poopy in the night
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If she went long between her poops
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You knew things weren’t right
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[chorus]
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Her poop was many colors
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Like yellow, brown, and green
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Sometimes she made so much of it
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It made you want to scream
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She always pooped for pleasure
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She never pooped for spite
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If poop were good and evil, then
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She’d poop for what was right
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[chorus]
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