Passing Gas In the Name of Love
here we are in a spinning glove
passing gas in the name of love
on a lazy day happily doing nothing
exchanging humorous kisses and hilariously strategic touching
it is all the Beautiful Result of God Above
passing gas in the name of love
spaghetti and meatballs and taco salad high
even higher we fly via glazed apple pies
the organic soymilk washes it all down with a gentle shove
So Damn Happy We Are While Passing Gas In The Name Of Love
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