I′m going to africa yes ma′am i′m a brick waas president licoln okay? mitten There′s a dog in the vent chicken necks? i pick ken griffey jr. i fell out 2 times I′m pedaling backwards this snowflake tastes like fish sticks we′re a totem pole dying tickles I hear a frankenstein lives there she′s touching my special area go banana
Ralphie ralphie Get off get off The stage the stage Sweetheart sweetheart
Oh say can you rock?
I′m a pop sensation I′m a pop sensation
Salmon gutter?
I′m idaho you smell like dead bunnies that′s where i saw the leprechaun fun toys are fun Chocolate microscopes you′re not it that is so 1991 i bit my tongue
Ralphie ralphie Get off get off The stage the stage Sweetheart sweetheart
Dog will hunt i′m the front end loader travoltin′ over so try my slam on for size Drive stick with that kubg-fu grip let the banana split and watch it go right to your thighs Cop a feel copperfield style abracadabra that bra do you think i can pull it off? Wanna bang around? just jot me down on your to-do list under "put out like a fire" ′cause
I got somethin′ and it goes thumpin′ like this All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss I got somethin′ and it goes thumpin′ like this All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss
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Edible strange how do i get in your pants when you′re tick tockin′ them Serious levis? so tight can′t be classified that′s why i′m here to fill that opening Make a seasoned pass to mount that ass and bob hope that i might one night stand a chance Let′s go feng shui the fuck around my digs like a superball bring that sunny side up and
I got somethin′ and it goes thumpin′ like this All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss I got somethin′ and it goes thumpin′ like this All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss
I got somethin′ and it goes thumpin′ like this All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss I got somethin′ and it goes thumpin′ like this All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss
We are "cop rock" we are screech We are z. cavaricci We are laser removed Tasmanian devil tattoos
We are third string we are puck We are special people′s club We are the half shirts with Irreverent spring break top ten lists
We are munsoned we are squat We are flashing twelve o′clock We are spread out butt cheeks Pulled apart so just the air leaks
We are "ishtar" we are tab We are no right turn on red We are the moustaches The beatles grew when they dropped acid
You are the heart dotting "i" In the word "apologize" Scribbled drunk on a postcard Sent from somewhere volcanoes are I am the heart with no name Airbrushed on the license plate Of a subaru that was Registered in pennsylvania We are zima we are barf We are cinderblock yard art We are baldwin brothers Not the good one but the others
We are amway we are shemp We are sir david of brent We are the queef after A porn star breaks the gang bang record
You are the heart dotting "i" In the word "apologize" Scribbled drunk on a postcard Sent from somewhere volcanoes are I am the heart with no name Airbrushed on the license plate Of a subaru that was Registered in pennsylvania
Do you even know what a wawa is girl? Do you even know what a wawa is? Do you even know what a wawa is girl? Do you even know what a wawa is?
Retrofit the pudding hatch Ooh la la With the boink swatter
If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically I don′t wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo
Marinate the nether rod In the squish mitten
Power drill the yippee bog With the dude piston
Pressure wash the quiver bone In the bitch wrinkle
Cannonball the fiddle cove Ooh la la With the pork steeple
If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically I don′t wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo
Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where pronto
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire We don′t need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker burn
Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I′m a dumb white guy I′m not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high I don′t know mofo if y′all peeps be buggin′ give props to my ho cause she all fly But I can take the heat cause I′m the other white meat known as ′Kid Funky Fried′ Yeah I′m hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don′t shine Cause I′m kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie I′m the root of all that′s evil yeah but you can call me cookie The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire We don′t need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker burn
Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice I′m not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me seven This honkey′s gone to heaven But if I go to hell then I hope I burn well I′ll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix′s poltergeist And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis cause he′s the anti-christ The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire We don′t need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker burn
Everybody here we go C′mon party people Throw your hands in the air C′mon party people Wave ′em like you don′t care C′mon party people Everbody say ho C′mon party people Everybody here we go
Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about So put your hands down my pants and I′ll bet you′ll feel nuts Yes I′m Siskel, yes I′m Ebert and you′re getting two thumbs up You′ve had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you′re out of bounds I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hashbrowns Come quicker than FedEx never reach an apex just like Coca-Cola stock you are inclined To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time
Do it now You and me baby ain′t nothin′ but mammals So let′s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain′t nothin′ but mammals So let′s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Gettin′ horny now
Love the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket Like the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific I wanna be down in your South Seas But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory" So if I capsize on your thighs high tide, B-5 you sunk my battleship Please turn me on I′m Mister Coffee with an automatic drip So show me yours I′ll show you mine "Tool Time" you′ll Lovett just like Lyle And then we′ll do it doggy style so we can both watch "X-Files"
Do it now You and me baby ain′t nothin′ but mammals So let′s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain′t nothin′ but mammals So let′s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Gettin′ horny now