Every night while I sleep
I make them. I feel them
Then my wife kicks me onto the couch

I make them at work
And in the subway
They always linger on

Near, far, wherever you are
You can tell that my farts will live on
Once more you open the door
To air out the room
And the stink still goes on and on

Farts can deeply touch us
And last for a lifetime
Sometimes even past we are gone

Love was when I farted on you
I'm glad I didn't hold it in
In my life I'll always take them

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the stench will live on
Once more you open the window
To air out you're car
And still my farts will go on

There are some farts that stay and some that go away

You run, you can't stand the smell
And I know that my farts will go on
You'll run, if I don't hold my buns
And I miss you like crazy
And my farts will go on and on