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Original Broadway Cast - Holy Shit Lyrics



Original Broadway Cast - Holy Shit Lyrics
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Well, holy shit
Did you hear that, corn?
I'm not sure, but I could've sworn I heard him say
Somethin' kinda silly
Somethin' kinda whack
About whackin' his willy
His really big willy
Well, holy shit
He's talkin' rocks
Somethin' ain't right, gotta block that cock
A-doodle-doo
You heard it too?
I heard it too!
Somethin' bout a threat, ain't gettin' outta' debt
If I didn't know better, well, brother, I bet
He's a liar and a cheat and his story stinks
Would you tell me what you think?
Well, I think
Holy shit
Well, holy shit
Well, holy shit
She heard it too
I heard it three!
And nothin' 'round here gonna get past me
I heard whispers
I heard moans
And a one-woman man don't need two phones
Is he gettin' outta' jail?
Is he out on bail?
Is he in a cartel?
I dunno, but somethin' smells like Tampa
Somethin' fishy just south of Savannah
Is she a prop in his propaganda?
Trouble's travelled all the way form Tampa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Tampa
Holy shit!
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Well, holy shit
Did you hear that, corn?
I'm not sure, but I could've sworn I heard him say
Somethin' kinda silly
Somethin' kinda whack
About whackin' his willy
His really big willy
Well, holy shit
He's talkin' rocks
Somethin' ain't right, gotta block that cock
A-doodle-doo
You heard it too?
I heard it too!
Somethin' bout a threat, ain't gettin' outta' debt
If I didn't know better, well, brother, I bet
He's a liar and a cheat and his story stinks
Would you tell me what you think?
Well, I think
Holy shit
Well, holy shit
Well, holy shit
She heard it too
I heard it three!
And nothin' 'round here gonna get past me
I heard whispers
I heard moans
And a one-woman man don't need two phones
Is he gettin' outta' jail?
Is he out on bail?
Is he in a cartel?
I dunno, but somethin' smells like Tampa
Somethin' fishy just south of Savannah
Is she a prop in his propaganda?
Trouble's travelled all the way form Tampa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Tampa
Holy shit!
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Writer: Brandy Clark, Shane McAnally
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




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Performed by: Original Broadway Cast
Written by: Brandy Clark, Shane McAnally
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