| Song | Chooch's Bitch |
| Artist | The Pietasters |
| Album | Awesome Mix Tape #6 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Echardt, Goodin, Jackson | |
| She was in my hair, she was everywhere, | |
| Every time I looked at her she loaded up. | |
| Went into my room, it was like a tomb, | |
| She picked the lock and then she took all my stuff. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your ***** along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on. | |
| Shootin' hoops out loud, then you broke your mouth, | |
| Cryin' 'bout the ankle that you twisted once. | |
| Now you're back again, yeah my burnin' friend, | |
| Talkin' 'bout some tanks for a hundred bucks. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your ***** along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your ***** along. | |
| Come on, come on, come on, come on. | |
| Come on, come on, come on. | |
| Come into my house, yeah, knock yourself out, | |
| Every time I look at him he loads it up. | |
| Kick it once again, carpet stinks like sin, | |
| But you bite the hand that likes to feed you now. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your ***** along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your ***** along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your ***** along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your ***** along. |
| zuo ci : Echardt, Goodin, Jackson | |
| She was in my hair, she was everywhere, | |
| Every time I looked at her she loaded up. | |
| Went into my room, it was like a tomb, | |
| She picked the lock and then she took all my stuff. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on. | |
| Shootin' hoops out loud, then you broke your mouth, | |
| Cryin' ' bout the ankle that you twisted once. | |
| Now you' re back again, yeah my burnin' friend, | |
| Talkin' ' bout some tanks for a hundred bucks. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Come on, come on, come on, come on. | |
| Come on, come on, come on. | |
| Come into my house, yeah, knock yourself out, | |
| Every time I look at him he loads it up. | |
| Kick it once again, carpet stinks like sin, | |
| But you bite the hand that likes to feed you now. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. |
| zuò cí : Echardt, Goodin, Jackson | |
| She was in my hair, she was everywhere, | |
| Every time I looked at her she loaded up. | |
| Went into my room, it was like a tomb, | |
| She picked the lock and then she took all my stuff. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on. | |
| Shootin' hoops out loud, then you broke your mouth, | |
| Cryin' ' bout the ankle that you twisted once. | |
| Now you' re back again, yeah my burnin' friend, | |
| Talkin' ' bout some tanks for a hundred bucks. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Come on, come on, come on, come on. | |
| Come on, come on, come on. | |
| Come into my house, yeah, knock yourself out, | |
| Every time I look at him he loads it up. | |
| Kick it once again, carpet stinks like sin, | |
| But you bite the hand that likes to feed you now. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... | |
| Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your along. |