ALL FUCKED UP~TIM SIMS PRODUCTIONS~ ELVIS PARODY

Description: I CLAIM NO RIGHTS TO THE MUSIC. LYRICS WRITTEN & OWNED BY TIM SIMS. THANKS FOR WATCHING. ALL FUCKED UP Well the folks don’t know what’s wrong with me My eyes are all squinty I can hardly see Pretending they’re concerned that I’m a screwin’ up A Good Buds, I'm All Fucked up Well the gage in on empty as I’m cruisin’ the streets I gotta find some buds by the end of the week I’ve got a hot date and it may bring me some luck A Good Buds, I'm All Fucked up Well I’m a lookin’ for some buds that’ll fry my mind When I’m all fucked up, that’s when I’m feelin’ fine Where are the buds that I love the best Those big fat buds that’ll choke me to death Well I’ve searched everywhere and I know where it’s not I’m feelin’ the jones and I need some good pot I’m gonna keep searchin’ No I won’t give up A Good Buds, I'm All Fucked up Well my mouth gets so dry I can hardly speak That’s when I start searchin’ for something to eat There’s one sure thing that’ll blow my mind Some pretty green buds that just taste so fine With some really good buds I may get me some twat Lord can you tell me where to find me some pot I’m so damn determined and I’m not givin’ up A Good Buds, I'm All Fucked up COPYRIGHT 2002