G
Headed down to the coast,
D
Ridin' shotgun in a jeep,
D
Theres a bubble in my belly
D
and I hope its really smelly
G
I can feel it start to creep.
G
So I lean to my right,
D
Cos my cheeks were kinda tight,
As I pushed a little bit
I think like lead
G
I thought I farted, but I shit.
[Chorus]
C
Thought I farted but I shit,
G
and now it's squishy when I sit,
C
I got poop all in my crack
D
and a little on my crack
G
I thought I farted but I shit.
G
Damn I hate it when I shart,
D
I can't even trust a fart,
Tried to give a little toot
And now there's Kaka in my boot
G
Thought I farted but I shit.
[Chorus]
C
I Thought I farted but I shit,
G
and now it's squishy when I sit,
C
I got poop all in my crack
D
And a little on my sack
G
I thought I farted but I shit.
C
I got poop all in my crack
D
And a little on my sack
G
I thought I farted but I shit.
