Finally the Official Panty Anty!

Where in the fuck are those GODDAMN Lyrics!!!


After a couple years of wondering what in the hell I actually wrote in this contorted piece of crap!

AND Like anybody cares. But I’m GODDAMN delighted to have found the original recording!


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Here’s what an A.I. speech to text app interpreted the lyrics as… Pretty Close

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