Oh the things you think of because of lack of sleep and you can't get off the toilet... Yes, it's kinda gross, but hey...whoever said birth was pretty needs to have a metal rod jammed up their butt until their eyes register the molecular structure of the metal.
To the tune of "Mamma Mia"
I've been cheated from poo since I don't know when
Now in 9 months time, it must come to an end
Prune juice and pills, nothing ever helped
Now that I’m close, and I suddenly lose control?
And I need to run to the bowl
Just one week, and what relief that it brings
One more week, who’d thought it’d change anything? o-o-o-oh
Diarrhea, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?
Diarrhea, does it show an end?
My my, how much have I missed you
Yes, I've been brokenhearted
Blue since the day I farted
Why, why did I ever bitch and moan?
Diarrhea, now I really know,
Why I really, really have to go.
I've been angry and sad, missing my precious loo.
I can't count all the times that I cried, “let me poo!”
And now I go, when I slam the door
I think you know that I will be away too long
How can it be the fumes are that strong?
Just one week, and what relief that it brings
One more week, who’d thought it’d change anything? o-o-o-oh
Diarrhea, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?
Diarrhea, does it show an end?
My my, how much have I missed you
Yes, I've been brokenhearted
Blue since the day I farted
Why, why did I ever bitch and moan?
Diarrhea, even if I say
Bye bye, leave me now or never
Diarrhea, it's a game you play--
Bye bye doesn't mean forever
Etc…
To the tune of "Mamma Mia"
I've been cheated from poo since I don't know when
Now in 9 months time, it must come to an end
Prune juice and pills, nothing ever helped
Now that I’m close, and I suddenly lose control?
And I need to run to the bowl
Just one week, and what relief that it brings
One more week, who’d thought it’d change anything? o-o-o-oh
Diarrhea, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?
Diarrhea, does it show an end?
My my, how much have I missed you
Yes, I've been brokenhearted
Blue since the day I farted
Why, why did I ever bitch and moan?
Diarrhea, now I really know,
Why I really, really have to go.
I've been angry and sad, missing my precious loo.
I can't count all the times that I cried, “let me poo!”
And now I go, when I slam the door
I think you know that I will be away too long
How can it be the fumes are that strong?
Just one week, and what relief that it brings
One more week, who’d thought it’d change anything? o-o-o-oh
Diarrhea, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?
Diarrhea, does it show an end?
My my, how much have I missed you
Yes, I've been brokenhearted
Blue since the day I farted
Why, why did I ever bitch and moan?
Diarrhea, even if I say
Bye bye, leave me now or never
Diarrhea, it's a game you play--
Bye bye doesn't mean forever
Etc…
