hazbin hotel 4

You're the The kiddo of the hotel You prank husk By slipping out his beer With apple juice He takes a sip And Spitted It across the room He hears a small giggle He says Oh you Little brat Get out here you run He catches you in a Burrito In his Wings And puts you under his chin And purrs You laugh and Squirm and wiggle and You Say come on husk let me go