Ken Ashcorp - A Song I Made One Fine Morning About Lyrics

Let me
Reminisce about the time that I told ya
Give up waitin' for that wanna-be soldier
Boys with toys will never grow up
And we're only getting older

Please excuse the profanity and swearing
I must admit I kinda stopped caring
Holy shit, your tip is so hot
Fuck the Glock, Smith, and Wesson
Yeah it's you that I'm wearing

I can see you're 'bout to lurch
Up there in your Sniper's perch
Better change your name to "Anthony Burch"

No I won't stop
Cucking cucking cucking fucking sucking lucking out with you
She's just too good
Lookin' lookin' lookin'
Fucking sucking lucking out with you