Lyrics:

As we count the days
'Till old friends go their separate ways,
I thought that I would leave you with a tear in your eye.

I know I'll move on, and then
I can never come back again.
Well, it's hard to say that last goodbye.

Well so long, suckers,
Goodbye to all you wash bay motherfuckers.
I'm gonna spread my wings like a glorious phoenix,
And you'll never get to see my penis.

And bye bye, bitches.
You can suck it while I'm raking in the mega riches.
I'm gonna work in the shop doing the lubrication,
While I'm taking double penetration.

It was nice to have known ya'
But I'm going away, and I won't be back to bone ya'.
So bye bye, wash bitches.

I'll remember you fellows,
While I'm gobbling on the shop slobs' knobs like marshmallows.
I'm sure that I'm gonna fit right in with the lube techs.

Just think of me when
I'm getting groped by a bunch of hairy, sweaty men.
How I love hot car sex.

And bye bye, gay boys.
I'll be playing with some bigger, thicker toys;
Filling every hole like a sexual swiss cheese,
While I'm down on my knees.

And farewell, ex lovers.
I'll be underneath the boss's covers.
I'm gonna give him plenty of satisfaction
With my unprotected anal action.

I'll be living the good life,
Getting dirty and flirty with Mr. Jackson's wife.
So goodbye, wash bitches.
So goodbye, wash bitches.
Bye bye bye, wash bitches.

Goodbye, Wash Bitches

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