Gator Hole

 

We’re going to the gator hole

Where there’s a gay turtle

He’s got a gay turd hole…GAY!

We’re going to the gator hole

Where there’s a gay turtle

He’s got a gay turd hole

 

He lives on the verge of the beach called Myrtle

He likes to merge with other gay turtles

Sometimes he’ll splurge for some milk that’s curdled

And then he’ll purge out his big gay turd hole

 

We’re going to the gator hole

Where there’s a gay turtle

He’s got a gay turd hole…TURD!

We’re going to the gator hole

Where there’s a gay turtle

He’s got a gay turd hole

 

He walked on the beach in a puffy pink girdle

And there he saw another gay turtle

They wanted a kid, but there was just one hurdle

For some strange reason they just weren’t fertile

 

We’re going to the gator hole

Where there’s a gay turtle

He’s got a gay turd hole…HOLE!

We’re going to the gator hole

Where there’s a gay turtle

He’s got a gay turd hole

 

He lived all alone the one thing he did well

Was make love to a stone, crazy as hell

He got anal warts from a bad piece of quartz

So he packed up his shell that day

For a place he could truly be gay

 

And so he’s going to the gator hole

Cause he’s a gay turtle

He’s got a gay turd hole…GAY TURTLE!

He’s going to the gator hole

Cause he’s a gay turtle

And has a gay turd hole

 

GAY TURTLE!

GATOR HOLE!

GAY TURD HOLE!

SHUT YOUR HOLE!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Music

David Patrick Ford

 

Lyrics

David Patrick Ford

Aaron Nutter

Evan Daves