Bob Rivers Pick My Nose Again Lyrics

Pick my nose again, I just can't wait to pick my nose
again,
I roll up greeny balls, And ping them at my friends, I
just can't wait till I pick my nose again.

Pick my nose again, Drill my index finger right up
through my brain,
Here we go again, I got to dig 'em out before I go
insane, I can't refrain.

'Cause I got a cold again, Long joyous hours of digging
gold again,
I'd use your handkerchief but who knows where it's been,
No thank you, I'll just pick my nose again (Here's some pickin' for ya).

Pick my nose again, What a great way to pass the time
along the highway,
You can be my friend but don't send those big ol' boogers
flyin' my way, It won't make my day.

Pick my nose again, I'll do it by myself or with my
friends,
Act like your nose is itchin', If you must pretend, But
whatever you do just pick that nose again, And I don't
give a damn who it offends.