I Wanna Be A Gynecologist

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INTRO 
 
 
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Well I talk to my son until I'm blue in the face, 
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He's a rock n' roll bum, a family disgrace. 
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He lays around the house, smokes dope and masturbates, 
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Tell me son, what do you want to be? 
 
 
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Well your a worthless young s*** as i've ever seen, 
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You know there's much more to life then a c*** magazine. 
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I'll send you to college, you can earn your degree, 
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Tell me son what do you want to be? 
 
  
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Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. 
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KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight, 
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Seems like a good job for me. 
 
 
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Well I spoke to my wife, I said what can be done, 
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With this highly offensive excuse for a son? 
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He sits at the table, and he belches and he farts, 
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Then he drinks till he pukes, and he sleeps in his barf. 
 
 
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I went up to his room, didn't bother to knock, 
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I said 'Son we gotta have a talk, but please put away your cock.' 
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You're a livin' breathin' insult to society, 
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Tell me son what do you want to be? 
 
 
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Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. 
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KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight, 
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Seems like a good job for me. 
 
 
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Well I was proud of my son, he had earned his degree, 
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He's a geniune doctor of gynecology. 
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He's got an office and a nurse and patients galore, 
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Who could ask for anything more? 
 
 
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Dad, I ain't got a damn thing to be thankful for, 
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I got sixteen old ladies lined up outside the door. 
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They all smell like tuna fish, and they s*** on the floor, 
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To tell the truth, IT'S A BIG F***IN' BORE! 
 
 
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I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. 
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KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight, 
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It aint all that it's cracked up to be. 
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I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. 
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KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight, 
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It aint all that it's cracked up to be.