Something's Wrong With My Trudy (With Poo) |
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Yeah |
My daughter's unwell |
Was locked in a cell |
Because of her poo-based behaviour |
She |
Would relentlessly |
Put crap over me |
I thought only doctors could save her |
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My wife passed and I lost hope |
And Trudy bless her couldn't cope |
She washed with faeces never soap |
With poo |
Yes poo |
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Yeah |
My patience was spent |
Then after she went |
I had my own personal breakdown |
She |
Moved in with her nan |
As I understand |
Before causing havoc around town |
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Something's wrong with my Trudy |
I saw her dance maniacally |
She's so strange you would all agree |
With poo |
Yes poo |
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I just wish for better days |
I Keep an eye on her always |
How she lives I am amazed |
With poo |
Yes poo |