Fuckface Fix My A/C
Chorus: D, A, B7
Verse: G,C,D,Em
B v^ Bv
Chorus:
D
Fuckface fix my A/C
A
I admit it babe you got me
B7
They won’t let you in the JayCee’s
A D
so Fuckface fix my A/C.
Verse:
G
It’s the middle of July
C
rather than sit here and fry
D
and piss and moan oh why oh why
Em
and curse the clear blue Texas sky
Oh babe I think I know my sin
I must have got under your skin
Oh I must be a perfect ten
I might fit in your cooter pen.
you’re a lady on the go
but I hear your tale of woe
but if it’s me you gotta know
it’s really suck babe it’s not blow.
Baby blow’s just an expression
and lick my balls in our love session
my hair is short I ain’t no Hessian
let me put this one request in...
Chorus:
D
Fuckface fix my A/C
A
I admit it babe you got me
B7
They won’t let you in the JayCee’s
A D
so Fuckface fix my A/C.
Verse:
G
Babe you got such style and grace
C
and baby such a pretty face
D
here’s my entry in your race
Em
you’ll admit it sets a pace
how ‘bout a puppy for the road
with peanut butter and a toad
in your hand one dumps a piss load
while Rex licks Jiff from your wee node.
See babe I’m thinkin’ for ya’
those nights I can’t be there with ya’
and on a notion and a whim ya’
call that makeup girl named Kimya.
Kimya puppy peanut butter
should keep you off all of the others
I promise not to tell your mother
but baby if I had my drothers...
Chorus:
D
Fuckface fix my A/C
A
I admit it babe you got me
B7
They won’t let you in the JayCee’s
A D
so Fuckface fix my A/C.
Richy Vegas 7/18/2018