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