The Ol' Fishin' Hole Lyrics

The bait shop isn't near

But your aroma is quite clear

What I smell just ain't some squid

It just might be that thing you did

The salami that you hid

I'm flowin' with my roll

Your tender loins got soul

I'm gonna take this here ol' pole

And go fishin' in your hole

At blowjobs you don't suck

But I'd like to press your luck

There's some fundamental flaws

Way too much pressure with your jaws

I'm flowin' with my roll

Your tender loins got soul

I'm gonna take this here ol' pole

And go fishin' in your hole

Grunting, groaning, pissing, moaning

Smells like Vaseline

For a pretty girl, you're pretty fuckin' mean

You refinished my deck

And now your labia's a wreck

You're smooching on this sailor

While your mudflaps need a tailor

Got 'em hangin' round my neck

I'm flowin' with my roll

Your tender loins got soul

I'm gonna take this here ol' pole

And go fishin' in your hole

Yea I'm flowin' with my roll

Your tender loins got soul

I'm gonna take this here ol' pole

And go fishin' in your hole

Got me hard as a rock

In a Chili Pepper sock yea