The Sitters - Tell Me How My Ass Smells [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Live Staples version]

Kaitlyn Welsh: Puny faggot slave-boy
It's time for me to take a bow
Bend my ass straight over
Tell me, tell me now, bitch
Does it smell like shit in there?

How does my ass smell?

Don: Boy, does it smell great

Kaitlyn: Why do you sound like you hate it, fag?

Don: Ma'am, there's nothing to hate

Kaitlyn: How does my ass smell?

Don: Oh, so divine!

Kaitlyn: Bitch, you sound so whiny

Don: No, Mistress, I couldn't whine

Kaitlyn: Tell me, what do you smell in there?

Don: A scent of art!

Kaitlyn: Don't fudge it, just tell me

Don: Like sweat and cheese farts

Kaitlyn: I wish that I could tell you that it's only a toot
But if I flap these cheeks open you can tell that it's poop
How does my ass smell?

Don: Better than all others

Kaitlyn: How much do you love it

Don: Oh, I wanna be smothered!

Kaitlyn: Stick your nose more in there

Don: What's that I see?

Kaitlyn: Nigger, that's a shitstain, plain as can be
Don't you fuckin' think about twitching or squirming
Don't squeal and don't beg and no fuckin' worming
Tell me how my ass smells

Don: It is the best

Kaitlyn: Do you get tired of whiffin' it?

Don: No, ma'am I don't need rest

Kaitlyn: How does my ass smell?

Don: It was made by the God

*Kaitlyn farts*

Don: Yummy, yummy, ma'am, I applaud!

Kaitlyn: I love puttin' little nigger-fags through hell
Yeah, cocksucker, don't my ass smell swell?