VERSES:
We're at a part-y i'm feeling fart-y
so i say i need to make a phone call

i look around and without a sound
i quietly fart on the wall


i think i'm in the clear until you appear
there's no where for me to hide
you say what's that smell it stinks like hell

As if a small animal just died....

CHORUS

Rotten gas oooh ooh oh ooooh oh
Smells like $$# oooh ooh ohoooh
I think I farted (on a wall) I think I farted (on a wall)


VERSES:
you're fast asleep when i feel one creep

i try to keep it inside the bed
like a good wine that ages with time
it's rotten and it's startin' to spread


you wake up in fear that a fire is near
from the smell of my own dutch oven

with no one else to frame i take the blame
you can't believe it's been me the whole time


CHORUS:
Rotten gas oooh ooh oh ooooh oh
Smells like $$# oooh ooh ohhoooh

I think I farted (in the bed)
I think I farted (in the bed)


BRIDGE:
On the couch on the wall on the table on the floor
beware of my stench it's rotten to the core

i'm a lady on the street but i'll smoke up the bed
just one quick whiff and you'll wind up dead


NO MATTER HOW HARD I PRAY
MY GAS WON'T GO AWAY
I KNOW THAT IT'S NOT OKAY

BUT PLEASE PLEASE DON'T SAY GOODBYE
I KNOW THAT MOST GIRLS TRY /
TO KEEP THEIR FLATULANCE INSIDE/

BUT I CAN'T LIE
I NEED A MAN
WHO KNOWS I PASS/ A LOT OF GASS/

THAT SMELLS LIKE !#$#/
AND IT'S HERE TO LAST FOR INFINITY AND BEYOND/


CHORUS:
Rotten gas oooh ooh oh ooooh oh
Smells like $$# oooh ooh ohhoooh

I think I farted
I think I farted