Young blue eyes is slack
Slack from the week before the week before
Sat on a bollard and her insides tore

Young blue's a clown
She even bent over and it went up her brown
Just adding to the slackness really makes her

frown

It's only slack from all the herpes lying in my

bed
It's only slack from all the men that were

newly-wed
So when you look in to this bucket
You won't wanna f*** it

It could never be tight
It could never be tight
It could never be tight
It could never be tight

Listen up young slack
You shouldn't have laid on your back
You should've used your hands and touched their

sack

Young blue eyes is slack
Her body aches all over and her insides were tore
After sitting on that bollard it has made her sore

It's only slack from all the men that have slept

on her bed
It's only slack from last week when that guy used

his head..
So when you look into her c**t
It's like trying to crab hunt

It could never be tight
It could never be tight
It could never be tight
It could never be tight


Blue is the colour of my eyes
Red is the colour of my bed
Gold is the ring on the hand of them guy's
My room's the room in which I led

Young slack she died
And every single fella in the country cried
A huge vibrator stuck in her inside's
Nobody could've stopped her even if they tried

It could never be tight
It could never be tight
It could never be tight
It could never be tight