It's a dirty job but someones got to do it
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So open up your ass so I can look into it
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'Cause you never know what you're gonna find
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When you ram your fist up a person's behind
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Cavity Search on the side of the road
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I'm almost positive I'm breking a code
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But I'm the one who's in control
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It's my job to search your hole
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With a rubber glove pulled on my fist
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I search your every orifice
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Probing you with icy tools
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I search for drugs and stir your stools
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Cavity Search on the side of the road
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I'm almost positive I'm breking a code
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But I am here to protect the souls
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Of the people who pay me to look up prisoners holes
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So drop'em
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Spread'em wide
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This is gonna hurt you a lot more than it's gonna hurt me
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It's a dirty job but someones got to do it
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So open up your ass so I can look into it
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'Cause you never know what you're gonna find
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When you ram your fist up a person's behind
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Cavity search by the side of the road
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I know damn well that I'm breaking a code
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But I am here to protect the soules
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Of the people who pay me to look up your hole
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Cavity Search
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