Thirty-six club's nights
Spinning around my neck
People talking too loud
Oh people talking too loud

Feeling like schmuck
Talking about the fun
I tried to have, I'm looking
I'm looking for the hole that takes to hell

Thirty-six Donald Dicks
You have to know how to do the duck
Thirty-six Donald Dicks
Come on, baby, suck my duck

Yesterday I lost a friend
I was waiting for a piece
And he sends me the police man
And now a dead can't answer where is the gun

And cops are having real, real bad fun
Thirty-six mutilated bodies
Burning in a hot sauce
Made of blood of other victims

Thirty-six Donald Dicks
You have to know how to do the duck
Thirty-six Donald Dicks
Come on, baby, suck my duck