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sam kinison - buddies كلمات أغنية

i was married for two f_ckin’ years! god d_mn it, man. twenty_four hours a day, three hundred and sixty_five days each f_ckin’ year, i was married. i’ve been married twice, that’s how smart i am. yeah, my second wife, oh, my f_cking, oh, sh_t, oh. oh, i married her just to p_ss another woman off, man. very dumb, stupid, high, drunk thing to f_ckin’ do, you know? my friends were all for it. you know, we’re staying there for two or three days, and i’m um, um. this other b_tch was breaking my f_cking heart. they go, “marry her, man. marry that girl that wants to marry you. that’ll show her. you can always get a divorce. she doesn’t mean nothing to you. that’ll show her. you want to stick it in her f_ckin’ heart and twist it? do it.”

“yeah, man, do it! yeah, ’cause you can always__”

“yeah, man, really, man. you don’t have to take that sh_t__”

so i wake up next to my new f_ckin’ wife. i’m just glad she spoke english, you know what i mean? “who are you, the maid?”

[spanish gibberish] “mrs. kinison.”

great, great. i’ll just learn to eat this kind of food, yeah

yeah, it was a big f_ckin’ mistake, man. and you can’t blame your friends. you gotta take a little responsibility about it, but you gotta watch friends, man. they’re f_ckin’ out mi__out of their minds, you know. they’ll let you p_ss in your f_ckin’ suitcase in front of people. “don’t you remember when you p_ssed in your suitcase last night, man? you were so drunk.”

“no. no, i don’t f_ckin’ remember that. but i want to thank you guys for letting me do it. thanks buddies, i’m glad i could be the f_ckin’ home entertainment center for everybody. i’m glad you let me show everybody my f_ckin’ d_ck and p_ss in my f_ckin’ suitcase. that must have been a big laugh for the whole f_ckin’ room. thanks, buddies, thanks a lot.”

hey, i got off light. i was at a christmas party about six weeks ago. this guy falls asleep on the f_cking couch, you know. you know, he’s on the couch. he’s gone, he’s drunk out of his f_ckin’ mind. his mouth’s wide open. these guys get around his face. they pull their d_cks out. they put them around his face and take some little polaroids shots of just his face and the d_cks. that’s all you see

now, that’s what you want blown up, copied and handed around the office, you know. a picture of you looking like you’ve got a d_ck in your__

“look, look at him, he’s in ecstasy. he loves this!”

three d_cks in your face and you just look at it and you go, “uhh!”

“bob, can you come to the office and bring everything in your desk with you? yeah, there are some photos that have surfaced here at work, and uh…”
“it’s a joke, sir. yeah, it’s a joke. it’s my friends.”

yeah. yeah, it’s your buddies. ah, sh_t. some of you are sick enough to go, “oh, i’m writin’ that down, that’s my next party prank, i’ll tell you that. i know who we’re gonna do that to. last time he gets drunk and sleeps in my f_ckin’ house.”

- sam kinison

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