Yea well I sing like an amputee though
Why?
Cause can't hold a note can't cary a tune
Knock knock Mr. Rogers it's Mr. McFeelie
I've brought you a letter speedy delivery
Well Mr. McFeelie if there's postage due
You can go fuck yourself like Captain Kangaroo
I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend
But in the end I still have no friends
Do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do
Mr. Rogers I like your cardigan sweater
Mr. McFeelie shut up and give me my letter
I don't want to talk to you don't you understand?
Why are you inside my house you're just my fuckin' mailman?
I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend
But in the end I still have no friends
Do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do
You can go to land of make believe and you can pretend
But in the end you still have no friends
You can go to land of make believe and you can pretend
But in the end you still have no friends
Do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do
You are my best friend too
I share the same views and hardly ever argue
Eat Spam from the can watch late night C-Span
And rock out to old school Duran Duran
Your best friend is you I'm my best friend too
I share the same views and hardly ever argue
Eat Spam from the can watch late night C-Span
And rock out to old school Duran Duran
Your best friend is you I'm my best friend too
I share the same views and hardly ever argue
Eat Spam from the can watch late night C-Span
And rock out to old school Duran Duran.
Boom Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Stop as we drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this don't give it up
I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it's for real I'm gonna get mine
Roll up on you like Eastwood
Blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Parkay
Real smooth with flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I'm in your grill peep this I got the raw deal
I'm in your Jeep Grand Cherokee or Land Cruiser
When you're rolling through the hood you want to use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So check the E.Q. and let them speakers hum
And gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Round one round two knockout
Straight to your head my round never lights out
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a
Jimmy Jimmy y'all Jimmy damn Jimmy yea
Gimme the mic Rob so I can take it away
Got more lines than the welfare office
Are you upset you'll never get to be as clever as this?
Spreadin' quicker than your mom have a feel but don't cop it
Yea I stole your beat but that's cause you dropped it
Crude as oil unrefined but slick
I'm gonna get you from behind like a gay convict
Cause my name ain't Quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the Jim Jones cult I'll take you out with one punch
You're Spiro Agnew and I'm the Dick you answer to
You're sweating like a watermelon at a Baptist bar-b-cue
Sneaking up like celery yeah I'm stalking
I squeak like Stephen Hawkings yeah but I'm walkin'
Nose to ground so this Bloodhound will sniff and follow it
I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it
Screaming like a Mimi when you see me coming near you
Like a Kenny Loggins' record no one's ever gonna to hear you
Like a game of hide and seek it's all over if I see ya
Cause your yellower than tinkle and you'll be running like diarrhea
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a.
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this don't give it up
I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it's for real I'm gonna get mine
Roll up on you like Eastwood
Blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Parkay
Real smooth with flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I'm in your grill peep this I got the raw deal
I'm in your Jeep Grand Cherokee or Land Cruiser
When you're rolling through the hood you want to use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So check the E.Q. and let them speakers hum
And gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Round one round two knockout
Straight to your head my round never lights out
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a
Jimmy Jimmy y'all Jimmy damn Jimmy yea
Gimme the mic Rob so I can take it away
Got more lines than the welfare office
Are you upset you'll never get to be as clever as this?
Spreadin' quicker than your mom have a feel but don't cop it
Yea I stole your beat but that's cause you dropped it
Crude as oil unrefined but slick
I'm gonna get you from behind like a gay convict
Cause my name ain't Quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the Jim Jones cult I'll take you out with one punch
You're Spiro Agnew and I'm the Dick you answer to
You're sweating like a watermelon at a Baptist bar-b-cue
Sneaking up like celery yeah I'm stalking
I squeak like Stephen Hawkings yeah but I'm walkin'
Nose to ground so this Bloodhound will sniff and follow it
I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it
Screaming like a Mimi when you see me coming near you
Like a Kenny Loggins' record no one's ever gonna to hear you
Like a game of hide and seek it's all over if I see ya
Cause your yellower than tinkle and you'll be running like diarrhea
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a.
Going Nowhere Slow Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Got the mike in my hand but can I make you understand
That a-hole bands have a-hole fans
Bloodhound's the name and the Gang's to blame
Like Chan n' Chin the Siamese twins it's one in the same
So fame ain't gonna live forever
Never worrying about dying cause it can't be any better
But whatever happens to happen always happens for the worst
And if the worst is yet to happen I hope it happens to you first
So hello Joe what do you know?
Heard ya just got back from a Bloodhound show
Did you do the Batussi or did you do the Hustle?
Did you do the Flamin' Waffle or the Super Bowl Shuffle?
No matter what you did you're gonna be amused
If you were not entertained you did not drink enough booze
If ya get your eyes a'fuzzin' then we'll get your ears a'buzzin'
Cause we play around the world you play around with your cousin
Bloodhound boys
Bloodhound girls
Bloodhound noise
Bloodhound world
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what state, what town, what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
We rock Philadelphia Baltimore Las Vegas Indianapolis
Louisville Atlanta New Orleans and Minneapolis
Houston Tucson Phoenix Buffalo
Tulsa Mobile Albuquerque Wichita and Orlando
Portland Salt Lake City Memphis Washington D.C.
Charlotte Oklahoma City Little Rock and Milwuakee
Cleveland Tampa Norfolk Dallas Raleigh Hartford Cincinnati
Boston Nashville Kansas City Chattanooga and Miami
Honolulu Richmond Austin Pittsburgh San Antonio
Baton Rouge and Anchorage and Birmingham and Toledo
Denver Detroit Dayton Spokane Fresno
And Jacksonville Colombus Springfield New York Sacramento
Los Angeles St. Paul St. Louis San Francisco
Madison Knoxville Seattle San Jose and San Diego
Jackson Omaha Des Moines Boise Providence Chicago
But no where in New Jersey that's the only place we won't go
Bloodhound boys
Bloodhound girls
Bloodhound noise
Bloodhound world
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what state, what town, what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what state, what town, what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow.
That a-hole bands have a-hole fans
Bloodhound's the name and the Gang's to blame
Like Chan n' Chin the Siamese twins it's one in the same
So fame ain't gonna live forever
Never worrying about dying cause it can't be any better
But whatever happens to happen always happens for the worst
And if the worst is yet to happen I hope it happens to you first
So hello Joe what do you know?
Heard ya just got back from a Bloodhound show
Did you do the Batussi or did you do the Hustle?
Did you do the Flamin' Waffle or the Super Bowl Shuffle?
No matter what you did you're gonna be amused
If you were not entertained you did not drink enough booze
If ya get your eyes a'fuzzin' then we'll get your ears a'buzzin'
Cause we play around the world you play around with your cousin
Bloodhound boys
Bloodhound girls
Bloodhound noise
Bloodhound world
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what state, what town, what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
We rock Philadelphia Baltimore Las Vegas Indianapolis
Louisville Atlanta New Orleans and Minneapolis
Houston Tucson Phoenix Buffalo
Tulsa Mobile Albuquerque Wichita and Orlando
Portland Salt Lake City Memphis Washington D.C.
Charlotte Oklahoma City Little Rock and Milwuakee
Cleveland Tampa Norfolk Dallas Raleigh Hartford Cincinnati
Boston Nashville Kansas City Chattanooga and Miami
Honolulu Richmond Austin Pittsburgh San Antonio
Baton Rouge and Anchorage and Birmingham and Toledo
Denver Detroit Dayton Spokane Fresno
And Jacksonville Colombus Springfield New York Sacramento
Los Angeles St. Paul St. Louis San Francisco
Madison Knoxville Seattle San Jose and San Diego
Jackson Omaha Des Moines Boise Providence Chicago
But no where in New Jersey that's the only place we won't go
Bloodhound boys
Bloodhound girls
Bloodhound noise
Bloodhound world
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what state, what town, what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what state, what town, what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow.
Reflections of Remoh Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
{The Bloodhound Gang record's called 'One Fierce Beer Coaster'
And on the front of the record there's a picture of a beer coaster
So the record looks like a beer coaster
Ho hoo hoo hoo}
{That's some funny fuckin' shit mother fucker
That shit's wack, that shit's funny
That shit's funny and wack
Oh my God! Hoo hoo hoo}
And on the front of the record there's a picture of a beer coaster
So the record looks like a beer coaster
Ho hoo hoo hoo}
{That's some funny fuckin' shit mother fucker
That shit's wack, that shit's funny
That shit's funny and wack
Oh my God! Hoo hoo hoo}
Rip Taylor is God Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Hey! Da dee dada dee da da
This is Rip Taylor
Hey there sprinkle genies!
Haha!
Did you know that midgets make up a small percentage of the population?
Hah!
Not half, up to here, HAHA HEY!
Woo
But seriously, don't you think it's time we had a female president?
With big gazooms? Tatee tattoo tees?
Tatta ta too tatas?
Baba bing bangs?
Big jugs, get it?
Hello Dolly
Is this microphone on? Hello? Anybody out there can they hear me?
Somebody call my agent, my hair is lifting!
Please, what am I doing here?
You're probably saying to yourself
"Why the HELL would a comedic virtuoso like, Rip Taylor,
want anything to do with those half-witted white trash crotch
goblins The Bloodhound Gang?"
Oh! Well listen folks, the answer is very simple..
Haha... American cashito, dollareenies, no cheques!
They paid me you hiney hopper why else?
Oh I'm getting moist!
I mean come on, let's face it kids, pardon me... but they are
a bunch of knuckleheads!
This is Rip Taylor
Hey there sprinkle genies!
Haha!
Did you know that midgets make up a small percentage of the population?
Hah!
Not half, up to here, HAHA HEY!
Woo
But seriously, don't you think it's time we had a female president?
With big gazooms? Tatee tattoo tees?
Tatta ta too tatas?
Baba bing bangs?
Big jugs, get it?
Hello Dolly
Is this microphone on? Hello? Anybody out there can they hear me?
Somebody call my agent, my hair is lifting!
Please, what am I doing here?
You're probably saying to yourself
"Why the HELL would a comedic virtuoso like, Rip Taylor,
want anything to do with those half-witted white trash crotch
goblins The Bloodhound Gang?"
Oh! Well listen folks, the answer is very simple..
Haha... American cashito, dollareenies, no cheques!
They paid me you hiney hopper why else?
Oh I'm getting moist!
I mean come on, let's face it kids, pardon me... but they are
a bunch of knuckleheads!
We Are the Knuckleheads Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Who's The Knuckleheads?
We Are The Knuckleheads? [X4]
If You Would Be The Peanut Butter Then I Would Play The Jelly
I'll Peel Apart Your Bread And Then I'll Penetrate Your Belly
Your Blood Stains Mighty Bad I Wash It Off With Coast
Now I'll Take My Jelly And Spread It On Your Toast
No One Rhymes Faster The Mic Is My Blaster
So Grasp Some Shasta The Mighty Mic Master
Giving Ya Communion With Your Lips On My Cup
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Now If You're The Waterboy Then I'm The Heavyweight Contender
I'm Gonna Mix You All Up Like A Black And Decker Blender
If You Would Be The Telstar Then I'd Have To Be Defender
I'll Be Out In Just Four Weeks I Was A First Offender
Your A Dumb Ass Stupid Vera And I'm The One That Flo Calls Mel
Puttin' Holes Right Through Your Body Like Harvey Keitel
You're A Broken Down Big Wheel I'm A Banana-Seated Schwinn
Take The Butt Of Your Gun And Smash Their Nose In Clip of Harvey Keitel from Reservoir Dogs
I'm A Lego-Eggo Maniac I'm Stickier Than Some Fun Tack
Trip To The Store And Get Another Six Pack
Bomb Dropping Like At Ground Zero
Like Colonel Klink Is Getting Fucked By Hogan's Heroes
Eenie Meanie Miney Mo You Took Your Shot You Missed
I Wasn't A Good Boy This Year I'm Not On Santa's List
I Gave Your Girl Some Sausage And Than I Slit Your Wrists
Now I'm Taking Your Ass Out Like My Name Was Burgeous Meredith
Who's The Knuckleheads?
We Are The Knuckleheads [X4]
Fast Fast Quick Bic Like Ass When Ya Pass Gas
You Threw It Like A Girl That's Why You Got Picked Last
And Mr. Easy Does It Never Did It Now Did He
Jesus Is Coming So Look Busy
And You And Your Chumps Are Gonna Get Your Lumps
I Got The Goose That Laid The Golden Egg You Got Goose Bumps
Cause I'm Black Y'all, It's A Fact Y'all
And If You Try To Take What's Mine I'll Take It Back Y'all
I Wish All Skinheads Smelled Like Mr. Clean
And That Girl From Jersey Really Was Nineteen
Cause The Whole Damn World Would Be Peachy Keen
With Rip Taylor On The Cover Of Every Magazine So Go
Rip Rip Rip Taylor
Rip Rip Rip Taylor
Rip Taylor Rip Taylor
Your Girlfriend
We Nailed Her
My Mom's Got Opposable Thumbs
Your Mom's Weezie Jefferson
I'd Rather Eat Fresh Heiny Chow
And I Ain't Crazy About No God Damn Butthole No How
Batter Roll And Whip Ya Like A Fucken' Kanoli
If Satan Had A Hockey Team Theni'd Be The Goalie
Cause We're Dumber Than Driftwood Dumber Than Your Mama
Dumber Than A Supermodel Dumber Than Kwanza
Who's The Knuckleheads?
We Are The Knuckleheads? [X4]
We Are The Knuckleheads? [X4]
If You Would Be The Peanut Butter Then I Would Play The Jelly
I'll Peel Apart Your Bread And Then I'll Penetrate Your Belly
Your Blood Stains Mighty Bad I Wash It Off With Coast
Now I'll Take My Jelly And Spread It On Your Toast
No One Rhymes Faster The Mic Is My Blaster
So Grasp Some Shasta The Mighty Mic Master
Giving Ya Communion With Your Lips On My Cup
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Now If You're The Waterboy Then I'm The Heavyweight Contender
I'm Gonna Mix You All Up Like A Black And Decker Blender
If You Would Be The Telstar Then I'd Have To Be Defender
I'll Be Out In Just Four Weeks I Was A First Offender
Your A Dumb Ass Stupid Vera And I'm The One That Flo Calls Mel
Puttin' Holes Right Through Your Body Like Harvey Keitel
You're A Broken Down Big Wheel I'm A Banana-Seated Schwinn
Take The Butt Of Your Gun And Smash Their Nose In Clip of Harvey Keitel from Reservoir Dogs
I'm A Lego-Eggo Maniac I'm Stickier Than Some Fun Tack
Trip To The Store And Get Another Six Pack
Bomb Dropping Like At Ground Zero
Like Colonel Klink Is Getting Fucked By Hogan's Heroes
Eenie Meanie Miney Mo You Took Your Shot You Missed
I Wasn't A Good Boy This Year I'm Not On Santa's List
I Gave Your Girl Some Sausage And Than I Slit Your Wrists
Now I'm Taking Your Ass Out Like My Name Was Burgeous Meredith
Who's The Knuckleheads?
We Are The Knuckleheads [X4]
Fast Fast Quick Bic Like Ass When Ya Pass Gas
You Threw It Like A Girl That's Why You Got Picked Last
And Mr. Easy Does It Never Did It Now Did He
Jesus Is Coming So Look Busy
And You And Your Chumps Are Gonna Get Your Lumps
I Got The Goose That Laid The Golden Egg You Got Goose Bumps
Cause I'm Black Y'all, It's A Fact Y'all
And If You Try To Take What's Mine I'll Take It Back Y'all
I Wish All Skinheads Smelled Like Mr. Clean
And That Girl From Jersey Really Was Nineteen
Cause The Whole Damn World Would Be Peachy Keen
With Rip Taylor On The Cover Of Every Magazine So Go
Rip Rip Rip Taylor
Rip Rip Rip Taylor
Rip Taylor Rip Taylor
Your Girlfriend
We Nailed Her
My Mom's Got Opposable Thumbs
Your Mom's Weezie Jefferson
I'd Rather Eat Fresh Heiny Chow
And I Ain't Crazy About No God Damn Butthole No How
Batter Roll And Whip Ya Like A Fucken' Kanoli
If Satan Had A Hockey Team Theni'd Be The Goalie
Cause We're Dumber Than Driftwood Dumber Than Your Mama
Dumber Than A Supermodel Dumber Than Kwanza
Who's The Knuckleheads?
We Are The Knuckleheads? [X4]
Legend In My Spare Time Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Ashes To Ashes And Funks To Funky
Daddy Long Legs Is A Mean Ass Honky
And Jimmy Pop Ain't No Heiny Hobbit Gaybe
Ain't No Big Meaty Chunks In My Thick Brown Gravy
Cause I'm The Loch Ness The Loch Ness The Loch Ness Monster
Jerry's Kids Are Knockin' At My Door, "Could You Be A Sponsor?"
Tiny Bubbles In My Tub Pull My Finger Lawrence Welk
If You Wanna Look Like Rocky Dennis Better Drink Your Milk
When I'm Feeling Oriental I Gotta Rub My Chin
Gonna Hold My Water In Like I'm Gunga Din
So Have A Taste Of My Bass Cause The Girlies Got Smiles
You Get On My Case Like The Rockford Files
Crazy Eddie In The Slammer Cause He's Giving It All Away
John Boy In The Barn With A Horse In The Hay
No Rhyme No Reason No Job No Class
And We Don't Go Near The Ghetto Cause They'd Shoot Our Ass
Go Go Yeah Yeah Huh What?
I'm A Legend In My Spare Time
If You Ain't Ever Been To The Suburbs
Don't Ever Come To The Suburbs
Cause You Wouldn't Understand The Suburbs
Cause I'm A Huskin' A Huskin' A Huskin' Your Corn
I'm As Deep As The Plot To A Gay Porn
So Uh-Oh Spaghettios I Forgot To Hide Away The Body
I Know That She's A Hotty But Damn That Girl Could Party
So Come To Me Momma It Ain't No Crime
I'm The Skilled Love Doctor Growlin', "What's Your Sign?"
I Did The Flamin' Waffle With Ho Chi Min
Your Girl's A Dollar Bill We Don't Know Where She's Been
J.F.K.'S Head Is A Puzzle And Your Woman Needs A Muzzle
Barbara Eden In The Bottle And Now I'm Gonna Guzzle
You're Too What? Shy Shy Huh What?
Hush Hush Yea? I Knew Why
Cause We're Playing The Palladium You Can't Get On Star Search
Daddy Legs Standing Tall He Can Do The Funky Lurch
And Jimmy Jimmy Pop Is Short For Jimmy Jimmy Popular
You Know I Know You Know Your Not The Tough Guy That You Thought You Were
Go Go Yeah Yeah Huh What?
I'm A Legend In My Spare Time
Cause I Wopbobaloobop
Ha Cha Cha Chatch
Come Lick My Balls
Vive La My Crotch
Cause Your Daddy Thinks I'm Lazy Your Momma Thinks I'm Crazy
But Neither Of Them Know That You Are Carrying My Baby
And I'm The Amos I'm The Andy I'm The Sticky Aunt Jemammy
I Gave You Mouth To Mouth Like Resuscitation Annie
It Takes Two Of Us To Do This Like Dean Martin Jerry Lewis
And Your Throat Is Swollen Gloryholen' Ya Blew Us
George Burns' Pacemaker Beats Steady Slow And Low
That's Why We Got More Hits Then A Dealer At A Dead Show
Go Go Yeah Yeah Huh What?
I'm A Legend In My Spare Time
Daddy Long Legs Is A Mean Ass Honky
And Jimmy Pop Ain't No Heiny Hobbit Gaybe
Ain't No Big Meaty Chunks In My Thick Brown Gravy
Cause I'm The Loch Ness The Loch Ness The Loch Ness Monster
Jerry's Kids Are Knockin' At My Door, "Could You Be A Sponsor?"
Tiny Bubbles In My Tub Pull My Finger Lawrence Welk
If You Wanna Look Like Rocky Dennis Better Drink Your Milk
When I'm Feeling Oriental I Gotta Rub My Chin
Gonna Hold My Water In Like I'm Gunga Din
So Have A Taste Of My Bass Cause The Girlies Got Smiles
You Get On My Case Like The Rockford Files
Crazy Eddie In The Slammer Cause He's Giving It All Away
John Boy In The Barn With A Horse In The Hay
No Rhyme No Reason No Job No Class
And We Don't Go Near The Ghetto Cause They'd Shoot Our Ass
Go Go Yeah Yeah Huh What?
I'm A Legend In My Spare Time
If You Ain't Ever Been To The Suburbs
Don't Ever Come To The Suburbs
Cause You Wouldn't Understand The Suburbs
Cause I'm A Huskin' A Huskin' A Huskin' Your Corn
I'm As Deep As The Plot To A Gay Porn
So Uh-Oh Spaghettios I Forgot To Hide Away The Body
I Know That She's A Hotty But Damn That Girl Could Party
So Come To Me Momma It Ain't No Crime
I'm The Skilled Love Doctor Growlin', "What's Your Sign?"
I Did The Flamin' Waffle With Ho Chi Min
Your Girl's A Dollar Bill We Don't Know Where She's Been
J.F.K.'S Head Is A Puzzle And Your Woman Needs A Muzzle
Barbara Eden In The Bottle And Now I'm Gonna Guzzle
You're Too What? Shy Shy Huh What?
Hush Hush Yea? I Knew Why
Cause We're Playing The Palladium You Can't Get On Star Search
Daddy Legs Standing Tall He Can Do The Funky Lurch
And Jimmy Jimmy Pop Is Short For Jimmy Jimmy Popular
You Know I Know You Know Your Not The Tough Guy That You Thought You Were
Go Go Yeah Yeah Huh What?
I'm A Legend In My Spare Time
Cause I Wopbobaloobop
Ha Cha Cha Chatch
Come Lick My Balls
Vive La My Crotch
Cause Your Daddy Thinks I'm Lazy Your Momma Thinks I'm Crazy
But Neither Of Them Know That You Are Carrying My Baby
And I'm The Amos I'm The Andy I'm The Sticky Aunt Jemammy
I Gave You Mouth To Mouth Like Resuscitation Annie
It Takes Two Of Us To Do This Like Dean Martin Jerry Lewis
And Your Throat Is Swollen Gloryholen' Ya Blew Us
George Burns' Pacemaker Beats Steady Slow And Low
That's Why We Got More Hits Then A Dealer At A Dead Show
Go Go Yeah Yeah Huh What?
I'm A Legend In My Spare Time
.H.G.P.S.A. Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
The following Public Service Announcement is
brought you by an intoxicated homeless man.
Try throwin' your socks in the trash,
before they got the holes in the feet
Sponsored by Bloodhound Gang Hate Club Local Number 138
brought you by an intoxicated homeless man.
Try throwin' your socks in the trash,
before they got the holes in the feet
Sponsored by Bloodhound Gang Hate Club Local Number 138
Mama Say Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
It Goes One Two Three When I'm Kicking Funky Lyrics
I'm Busting Up Vocabulary I Want You All To Hear It
I'm Busting Up The Rhythm And I'm Busting Up The Rhyme
Kicking Down The Stop Posts Cause I Wanna Kicks The Time
I'm Digging Down Some Knowledge Cause You Know I Never Hide It
I'm Pulling Down Your Panties Cause I Want To Get Inside 'Em
Like A Boa A Boa A Boa Constrictor
Gonna Drop Off Your Drawers Shoot Straight For Your Sphincter
I Could Roll My Rhymes But I Would Be Faking
Jimmy Jimmy Pop Is Not Jamaican
J I Double M Y Pop Go
I Run The Show Like Don Pardo
With A Bugaloo Bee On The Beboo Tip
My Hit Will Make You Trip Cause I'm Quadradipped
I'll Do The Popeye Pluto I'll Freak The Funkfazooto
Not Latino What I Mean Though Fuzzy Dice Like Menudo
Rubber Baby Buggy's Bumpers
Punky's Brewsters Now I Hump Her
With My Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weenie Shrunken Small White Peenie
So Rinse Spit Swallow Brain Blank Kinda Hollow
Not To Deep Leap Wow Oh Kinda Shallow
Cause We're In Your Face Like Ed Gein
Purple Rain Purple Rain
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
Naughty By Nature And White By Choice
And The Sound Of My Voice Makes Your Panties Moist
Cause I'm Finger Lickin¹ Happy Like A Gay Proctologist
So Like A Dyke With Hollow Tits I'll Rip The Mike With Hollow Tips
Yeah He's In Control Like Sherman Potter
And I Got More Balls Then The Harlem Globetrotters
Jimmy Pop Jimmy Pop Rah Rah Rah
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
So Now I'm Floating Out The Pipes Like A Village People Sump Pump
Always Take A Swallow Cause You Know I Never Get Enough
So Batter Up Bruce Banner If You Think You're Going Measure Up
Can't Be The Top Dog Gotta Be The Scooby Pup
Step To The Bass Drum Always Gotta Have Fun
If You Add Two Halves You'll Always Get The Total Sum
My Steps Are Correct And My Mike Is Always Checked
And When A Punk Is In Effect You Know He's Gonna Get Wrecked
I Don't Want To Start No Blasphemous Rumors
But I Think That Sinbad's Got A Lousy Sense Of Humor
Little Children Unattended Better Get My Poison Candy
Don't Care About Y'all As Long As We Feel Dandy
And I Get The Poon From Judy Blume
Mr Hoopers Dead So Won't You Give Me His Broom
So Come On Chickey Baby Let's Go Make Some Noise
What? No I'm Not The Guy From The Beastie Boys
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
I'm Busting Up Vocabulary I Want You All To Hear It
I'm Busting Up The Rhythm And I'm Busting Up The Rhyme
Kicking Down The Stop Posts Cause I Wanna Kicks The Time
I'm Digging Down Some Knowledge Cause You Know I Never Hide It
I'm Pulling Down Your Panties Cause I Want To Get Inside 'Em
Like A Boa A Boa A Boa Constrictor
Gonna Drop Off Your Drawers Shoot Straight For Your Sphincter
I Could Roll My Rhymes But I Would Be Faking
Jimmy Jimmy Pop Is Not Jamaican
J I Double M Y Pop Go
I Run The Show Like Don Pardo
With A Bugaloo Bee On The Beboo Tip
My Hit Will Make You Trip Cause I'm Quadradipped
I'll Do The Popeye Pluto I'll Freak The Funkfazooto
Not Latino What I Mean Though Fuzzy Dice Like Menudo
Rubber Baby Buggy's Bumpers
Punky's Brewsters Now I Hump Her
With My Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weenie Shrunken Small White Peenie
So Rinse Spit Swallow Brain Blank Kinda Hollow
Not To Deep Leap Wow Oh Kinda Shallow
Cause We're In Your Face Like Ed Gein
Purple Rain Purple Rain
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
Naughty By Nature And White By Choice
And The Sound Of My Voice Makes Your Panties Moist
Cause I'm Finger Lickin¹ Happy Like A Gay Proctologist
So Like A Dyke With Hollow Tits I'll Rip The Mike With Hollow Tips
Yeah He's In Control Like Sherman Potter
And I Got More Balls Then The Harlem Globetrotters
Jimmy Pop Jimmy Pop Rah Rah Rah
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
So Now I'm Floating Out The Pipes Like A Village People Sump Pump
Always Take A Swallow Cause You Know I Never Get Enough
So Batter Up Bruce Banner If You Think You're Going Measure Up
Can't Be The Top Dog Gotta Be The Scooby Pup
Step To The Bass Drum Always Gotta Have Fun
If You Add Two Halves You'll Always Get The Total Sum
My Steps Are Correct And My Mike Is Always Checked
And When A Punk Is In Effect You Know He's Gonna Get Wrecked
I Don't Want To Start No Blasphemous Rumors
But I Think That Sinbad's Got A Lousy Sense Of Humor
Little Children Unattended Better Get My Poison Candy
Don't Care About Y'all As Long As We Feel Dandy
And I Get The Poon From Judy Blume
Mr Hoopers Dead So Won't You Give Me His Broom
So Come On Chickey Baby Let's Go Make Some Noise
What? No I'm Not The Guy From The Beastie Boys
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
Mama Say Mama Sa Mama Cu Sa
Kids In America Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Looking Out A Dirty Old Window
Down Below The Cars In The City Go Rushing By
I Sit Here Alone And I Wonder Why
Friday Night And Everyone's Moving
I Can Feel The Heat But It's Seuthing Heading Down
I Search For The Meaning In This Dirty Town (Downtown)
The Young Ones Are Going (Downtown)
The Young Ones Are Growing
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
Everybody Live With The Music Go Round (Round Round Round
Round)
Bright Lights The Music Gets Faster
Look Girl Don't Checkin' Your Watch Not Another Glance
I'm Not Leaving Now Honey No Not A Chance
Hot Shots Give Me No Problems
Much Little Baby You'll Be Saying Never Mind
You Know Life Is Creul Life Is Never Kind
We'll Make A New Story
We'll Wrap It In Glory
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
Everybody Live With The Music Go Round
La La La La La | La La La La La (Sing)
La La La La La | La La La La La La La La
Come Closerer Honey That's Better
Got To Get A Brand New Expiriance Feeling Right
Oh Don't Try To Stop Me Be Hold Me Tight
Outside The New Day Is Dawning
Outside Suburbia's Sprawling Everywhere
I Don't Want To Go Baby
New York To East Philidelphia
There's A Newark Coming Up On Ya
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
Everybody Live With The Music Go Around
La La La La La | La La La La La (Sing)
La La La La La | La La La La La La La La La La La
We're The Kids We're The Kids We're The Kids In America
Down Below The Cars In The City Go Rushing By
I Sit Here Alone And I Wonder Why
Friday Night And Everyone's Moving
I Can Feel The Heat But It's Seuthing Heading Down
I Search For The Meaning In This Dirty Town (Downtown)
The Young Ones Are Going (Downtown)
The Young Ones Are Growing
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
Everybody Live With The Music Go Round (Round Round Round
Round)
Bright Lights The Music Gets Faster
Look Girl Don't Checkin' Your Watch Not Another Glance
I'm Not Leaving Now Honey No Not A Chance
Hot Shots Give Me No Problems
Much Little Baby You'll Be Saying Never Mind
You Know Life Is Creul Life Is Never Kind
We'll Make A New Story
We'll Wrap It In Glory
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
Everybody Live With The Music Go Round
La La La La La | La La La La La (Sing)
La La La La La | La La La La La La La La
Come Closerer Honey That's Better
Got To Get A Brand New Expiriance Feeling Right
Oh Don't Try To Stop Me Be Hold Me Tight
Outside The New Day Is Dawning
Outside Suburbia's Sprawling Everywhere
I Don't Want To Go Baby
New York To East Philidelphia
There's A Newark Coming Up On Ya
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
We're The Kids In America (Whoa Oh)
Everybody Live With The Music Go Around
La La La La La | La La La La La (Sing)
La La La La La | La La La La La La La La La La La
We're The Kids We're The Kids We're The Kids In America
You're pretty when I'm drunk Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
One Night Me And The Crew Hit The Road On A Mission
To Slurp Free Brew And Go Fuzzy Flounder Fishin'
Kayjees On The Hi-Fi And The Keg Was Bottomless
Until We Brought Skip O' Pot2mus
And Daddy's Gonna Get Some Probably Underage And Dumb
And Everybody Knows That The Daddy Eats His Young
Lupus In The Lavatory Making A Big Stink
Macing Up The Toilet Seat And Pooping In The Sink
M.S.G.¹S Tanked Up And Wizzin' In A Cup
Waiting For A Sprinkle Genie To Come And Drink It Up
Cause I'm The One Bottle Willy With The 12 Horse Ale
After That I Get Silly Like Soupy Sales
Now It's Midnight And I'm Completely Boofy Blitzed
A Six Of Shlitz And The Jew Brew Manischewitz
With My Beer-Tinted Glasses I'm Ready To Bitty Battle
I'm Hungry Like The Wolf But I'll End Up Tending Cattle
Cause You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
(You're Pretty When I'm Drunk)
[X4]
(And I'm Pretty Fuckin' Drunk)
Here She Comes, A Funky Fried Cutie
Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali Is Gonna Get Some Booty
Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie With A Speedy Delivery
You'd Think I Was A Ditch The Way This Chick Was Diggin' Me
But Maybe I Should Check And See If This Is Where I Wanna Be
Hey Lupus Is She Cute? Yea For A Pygmie
Aw! What Do You Know? You're Probably Going Home Alone
And It Wouldn't Be The First Time That I Gave A Dog A Bone
Plus Beauty, It's Only Skin Deep
It's In The Eye Of The Beholder And My Beholder's About To Tweak
I Could Tap That Barrel, In Fact I Know I Can
It's A Ménagé A Trois You And Me And Heineken
Cause You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
(You're Pretty When I'm Drunk) [X4]
Regrets I've Had A Few
First And Foremost I'd Like To Mention You
For The Sake Of Conversation We'll Call You The Brand New Heavy
Your A Mix Between An Ugnaut And Eugene Levy
You Can Call It Big-Boned, I Prefer To Call It Gut
Your Buddha Your Shamu Your Jabba The Fuckin' Hutt
You Had Harpoon Scars And Your Boobies Were Hairy
I Smelt Tuna Melt But I Wasn¹T Gonna Worry
It Was 3 A.M. And I Wasn't Gettin' Squat
So I Rolled You Up In Flour And Aimed It For The Wet Spot
I Was Buttering Rolls Like A Soup Kitchen Christian
Then It Hit Me Something Bit Me While My Little Rod Was Fishin'
I Was Deep Sea Fishing I Took A Fat Chance
But How Was I Supposed To Know That Jabberjaws
Lived In Your Pants
At That Junction I Came To Realize
That Only Frank Purdue Likes Thighs That Size
Fatty Fatty Boom Ba Latty I Gotta Lament
That You Were Not A Girl You Were An Experiment
Cause You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
(You're Pretty When I'm Drunk)
You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
And I'm pretty fucking drunk
To Slurp Free Brew And Go Fuzzy Flounder Fishin'
Kayjees On The Hi-Fi And The Keg Was Bottomless
Until We Brought Skip O' Pot2mus
And Daddy's Gonna Get Some Probably Underage And Dumb
And Everybody Knows That The Daddy Eats His Young
Lupus In The Lavatory Making A Big Stink
Macing Up The Toilet Seat And Pooping In The Sink
M.S.G.¹S Tanked Up And Wizzin' In A Cup
Waiting For A Sprinkle Genie To Come And Drink It Up
Cause I'm The One Bottle Willy With The 12 Horse Ale
After That I Get Silly Like Soupy Sales
Now It's Midnight And I'm Completely Boofy Blitzed
A Six Of Shlitz And The Jew Brew Manischewitz
With My Beer-Tinted Glasses I'm Ready To Bitty Battle
I'm Hungry Like The Wolf But I'll End Up Tending Cattle
Cause You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
(You're Pretty When I'm Drunk)
[X4]
(And I'm Pretty Fuckin' Drunk)
Here She Comes, A Funky Fried Cutie
Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali Is Gonna Get Some Booty
Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie With A Speedy Delivery
You'd Think I Was A Ditch The Way This Chick Was Diggin' Me
But Maybe I Should Check And See If This Is Where I Wanna Be
Hey Lupus Is She Cute? Yea For A Pygmie
Aw! What Do You Know? You're Probably Going Home Alone
And It Wouldn't Be The First Time That I Gave A Dog A Bone
Plus Beauty, It's Only Skin Deep
It's In The Eye Of The Beholder And My Beholder's About To Tweak
I Could Tap That Barrel, In Fact I Know I Can
It's A Ménagé A Trois You And Me And Heineken
Cause You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
(You're Pretty When I'm Drunk) [X4]
Regrets I've Had A Few
First And Foremost I'd Like To Mention You
For The Sake Of Conversation We'll Call You The Brand New Heavy
Your A Mix Between An Ugnaut And Eugene Levy
You Can Call It Big-Boned, I Prefer To Call It Gut
Your Buddha Your Shamu Your Jabba The Fuckin' Hutt
You Had Harpoon Scars And Your Boobies Were Hairy
I Smelt Tuna Melt But I Wasn¹T Gonna Worry
It Was 3 A.M. And I Wasn't Gettin' Squat
So I Rolled You Up In Flour And Aimed It For The Wet Spot
I Was Buttering Rolls Like A Soup Kitchen Christian
Then It Hit Me Something Bit Me While My Little Rod Was Fishin'
I Was Deep Sea Fishing I Took A Fat Chance
But How Was I Supposed To Know That Jabberjaws
Lived In Your Pants
At That Junction I Came To Realize
That Only Frank Purdue Likes Thighs That Size
Fatty Fatty Boom Ba Latty I Gotta Lament
That You Were Not A Girl You Were An Experiment
Cause You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
(You're Pretty When I'm Drunk)
You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
And I'm pretty fucking drunk
The Evils Of Placenta Hustling Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Excuse me, have you seen my wife's placenta?
Shitty Record Offer Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Take good, take bad, take gold
And may you have facts of life
The facts of life
Now the world don't move
To the beat of just one drum
What might not for you
Might not for some
Different Strokes, Different Strokes
Different Strokes to the world
Charles in charge of our days and our nights
And may you have facts of life
The facts of life
Now the world don't move
To the beat of just one drum
What might not for you
Might not for some
Different Strokes, Different Strokes
Different Strokes to the world
Charles in charge of our days and our nights
Go Down Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Step Back Cause The Bass Is Fuzzin'
Bloodhound Gang Bangs More Than The Dirty Dozen
Alley Oop Here Comes The Slam You Know Where I Stand
I'm Feelin' Like Anthrax Cause You Know I'm The Man
Yea I Dug Your Dame But All I Did Was Kiss Her
But I Got To Second Base With Your Mom And Your Sister
I'll Wipe The Grin Off Your Face Like I Was A Can Of Windex
I Threw A Right I Threw A Right Was It Live Or Memorex
Go Down Down Deep Deep In And Out Quick
Cause I'm Harder Than Chinese Arithmetic
My Fist Is In Your Face Cause You Stood In My Way
You Tried To Talk Your Shit And Your Ass Got Paid
I Get Stupid Like The Mongoloid Corky
Welcome To McDonald's May I Take Your Order
Cause I'm Cold Kicken' Lyrics Like My Arm Was On Fire
Like Pinnochio My Nose Don't Grow Cause I Ain't No Liar
Go Down Go Down To Get It Up Get It Up
Go Down Go Down To Get It Up Y'all
Clap It On Clap It Off Sniff My Exhaust
Cause I Got More Steps Than Barishnikov
Like A Pirouette, A Pirouette, A Pair Of Wet Jeans
You Don't Understand But Your Girl Knows What I Mean
So I Kicks My Rhymes Kind Of Complex
A Text Of Intricate Words And Other Spoken Effects
Like A Preacher On The Mount Teaching Things He Doesn't Follow
When You Tried To Hit The Brake But Pushed On The Throttle
Mr. Goody Two Shoes Picture The Scenario
Your Girl Blew Me As I Blew Your Stereo
And I Gots More Bass Than A Baseball Diamond
Don't Put Me On Your Chalkboard Cause I'm Not Down With Simon
Sonic Boom In Your Room Assume Your Not There
Booty Licken' Nugget Picken' With Your Dad Downstairs
Love Is Just A Fallacy I Gots More Force Than Gravity
I Can Run All Night Like An Energizer Battery
Go Down Go Down To Get It Up Get It Up
Go Down Go Down To Get It Up Y'all
Bloodhound Gang Bangs More Than The Dirty Dozen
Alley Oop Here Comes The Slam You Know Where I Stand
I'm Feelin' Like Anthrax Cause You Know I'm The Man
Yea I Dug Your Dame But All I Did Was Kiss Her
But I Got To Second Base With Your Mom And Your Sister
I'll Wipe The Grin Off Your Face Like I Was A Can Of Windex
I Threw A Right I Threw A Right Was It Live Or Memorex
Go Down Down Deep Deep In And Out Quick
Cause I'm Harder Than Chinese Arithmetic
My Fist Is In Your Face Cause You Stood In My Way
You Tried To Talk Your Shit And Your Ass Got Paid
I Get Stupid Like The Mongoloid Corky
Welcome To McDonald's May I Take Your Order
Cause I'm Cold Kicken' Lyrics Like My Arm Was On Fire
Like Pinnochio My Nose Don't Grow Cause I Ain't No Liar
Go Down Go Down To Get It Up Get It Up
Go Down Go Down To Get It Up Y'all
Clap It On Clap It Off Sniff My Exhaust
Cause I Got More Steps Than Barishnikov
Like A Pirouette, A Pirouette, A Pair Of Wet Jeans
You Don't Understand But Your Girl Knows What I Mean
So I Kicks My Rhymes Kind Of Complex
A Text Of Intricate Words And Other Spoken Effects
Like A Preacher On The Mount Teaching Things He Doesn't Follow
When You Tried To Hit The Brake But Pushed On The Throttle
Mr. Goody Two Shoes Picture The Scenario
Your Girl Blew Me As I Blew Your Stereo
And I Gots More Bass Than A Baseball Diamond
Don't Put Me On Your Chalkboard Cause I'm Not Down With Simon
Sonic Boom In Your Room Assume Your Not There
Booty Licken' Nugget Picken' With Your Dad Downstairs
Love Is Just A Fallacy I Gots More Force Than Gravity
I Can Run All Night Like An Energizer Battery
Go Down Go Down To Get It Up Get It Up
Go Down Go Down To Get It Up Y'all
K.I.D.S. Incorporated Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
?? let's try again
This time we're sloppy
Like child birth!
Where's my fucking bass guitar?
Everybody Look Around Hear The Sound
Something Specials Gonna Come Your Way
We Got Something That Is New That Is True
We Got Something Just For You Today
All Around The Nation (Whoa Oh)
We're The New Sensation
Have You Heard? Have You Heard? Have You Heard?
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S.
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S. (Whoa Oh)
Looks Like We Made It We're Kids Incorporated
In The City In The Street
There's A Beat There's A Feeling That You Can't Deny
All The People Wanna Move Wanna Grove
There's A Shine A Spirit In Their Eyes
All Around The Nation (Whoa Oh)
We're The New Sensation
Have You Heard? Have You Heard? Have You Heard?
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S.
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S. (Whoa Oh)
Looks Like We Made It We're Kids Incorporated
K.I.D.S. Kids Incorporated We're Gonna Have Fun
K.I.D.S. Kids Incorporated For Everyone
All Around The Nation
We're The New Sensation
Have You Heard? Have You Heard? Have You Heard?
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S.
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S. (Whoa Oh)
Looks Like We Made It We're Kids Incorporated (What?)
Looks Like We Made It We're Kids Incorporated
All right, where's my smack?
This time we're sloppy
Like child birth!
Where's my fucking bass guitar?
Everybody Look Around Hear The Sound
Something Specials Gonna Come Your Way
We Got Something That Is New That Is True
We Got Something Just For You Today
All Around The Nation (Whoa Oh)
We're The New Sensation
Have You Heard? Have You Heard? Have You Heard?
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S.
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S. (Whoa Oh)
Looks Like We Made It We're Kids Incorporated
In The City In The Street
There's A Beat There's A Feeling That You Can't Deny
All The People Wanna Move Wanna Grove
There's A Shine A Spirit In Their Eyes
All Around The Nation (Whoa Oh)
We're The New Sensation
Have You Heard? Have You Heard? Have You Heard?
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S.
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S. (Whoa Oh)
Looks Like We Made It We're Kids Incorporated
K.I.D.S. Kids Incorporated We're Gonna Have Fun
K.I.D.S. Kids Incorporated For Everyone
All Around The Nation
We're The New Sensation
Have You Heard? Have You Heard? Have You Heard?
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S.
We're Kids Incorporated K.I.D.S. (Whoa Oh)
Looks Like We Made It We're Kids Incorporated (What?)
Looks Like We Made It We're Kids Incorporated
All right, where's my smack?
One Way Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Jimmy Pop's Not Pooper Not A Pauper But A Popper
And I Got More Pop Than Orville Redenbacher
I Gots More Gravy Than The Whole Gravy Train
When I'm Kooky Going Loopy Like A Man Insane
I Won't Be Around When The World Ends
So The Only Thing That I Recycle Is Your Girlfriend
Aww Back To The Side I Jump Up I Swing
When I'm Using Knockem' Sockem' Ya Know I'm Playing It To Win
The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria
See You Later Salamander Cause I Wouldn't Want To Be Ya
I'm A Chip I'm An Pringle Cause You Know I Gots The Flavor
Pop Me Up In Your Mouth Like I Was A Life Saver
I Ain't Got No Soul But I Got More Than Don Henley
I'm Whiter Than Casper But I'm Not That Friendly
Marco Polo You Tried To Fly Solo
Make Your Thoughts Vocal I'll Put Ya In A Choke Hold
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya
I'm Gonna Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya I'm Gonna Getcha I'll Getcha
I'm A Gangster No I'm A Gangster Bitch
Your Momma Gave Me Head Yo Ur Girlie Gave Me The Itch
Scratch It Back The Bass Beats Fast Listen To The Shotgun Blast
In The Oven You'll Get Burned Or In The Tank That You'll Get Gassed
Fake-O Like Bacos Never Mistake Though
Showing Up Painted Up Fresh From Macco
Coming In On Stereo Rounder Than A Cheerio
Quick To Fill Your Fix And I'm Dizzier Than A Merry-Go
Rock This Obnoxious I'm Truly Not Nice
Cause I'm Blood Sucking Evil Like Muppets On Ice
Arriba Arriba I'm The Under Achiever
Gonna Leave It To Beaver I'm The Daydream Believer
I'm Like Mothra Man With My Big Wingspan
And Your The Mother Fucking Jap That Killed My Offspring Chan
I'm A Menace To Society Gonna Fill The Prophecy
First I'll Drink Your Genesee And Then I'll Take Your Liberty
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya
I'm Gonna Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya I'm Gonna Getcha I'll Getcha
I'm A Tarantula In Your Chiquita
And When You're Peeling Back The Skin I'm Gonna See Ya
I'm Gonna Bite Ya I'm Gonna Bite Ya
I'm Jimmy Pop I'll Tell You Straight Up I Don't Like You
Cause I'm Cold Kicking Lyrics Till The Day I Die
Many Fail To Copy At Least They Still Try
Busting Up Vocabulary Is What I Do Most
I'm Gonna Spread Your Legs Like Butter And Gobble Ya Up Like Toast
You Went For The Cherry You Went Bobbing For The Apple
But The Apple It Be Rotten And You Had To Eat The Scrappple
Scrapple? Pig Meat From A Pig Pen Hog Leftovers Your Girlfriend
Flex To The Effects And I Don't Care What Nobody Thinks
Eating All You Sherbert And Dropping All Your Tiddiley Winks
Whoops Goes My Arm I Think It's Outta Socket
Come Over Little Girlie I Got Some Candy In My Pocket
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya
I'm Gonna Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya I'm Gonna Getcha I'll Getcha
And I Got More Pop Than Orville Redenbacher
I Gots More Gravy Than The Whole Gravy Train
When I'm Kooky Going Loopy Like A Man Insane
I Won't Be Around When The World Ends
So The Only Thing That I Recycle Is Your Girlfriend
Aww Back To The Side I Jump Up I Swing
When I'm Using Knockem' Sockem' Ya Know I'm Playing It To Win
The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria
See You Later Salamander Cause I Wouldn't Want To Be Ya
I'm A Chip I'm An Pringle Cause You Know I Gots The Flavor
Pop Me Up In Your Mouth Like I Was A Life Saver
I Ain't Got No Soul But I Got More Than Don Henley
I'm Whiter Than Casper But I'm Not That Friendly
Marco Polo You Tried To Fly Solo
Make Your Thoughts Vocal I'll Put Ya In A Choke Hold
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya
I'm Gonna Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya I'm Gonna Getcha I'll Getcha
I'm A Gangster No I'm A Gangster Bitch
Your Momma Gave Me Head Yo Ur Girlie Gave Me The Itch
Scratch It Back The Bass Beats Fast Listen To The Shotgun Blast
In The Oven You'll Get Burned Or In The Tank That You'll Get Gassed
Fake-O Like Bacos Never Mistake Though
Showing Up Painted Up Fresh From Macco
Coming In On Stereo Rounder Than A Cheerio
Quick To Fill Your Fix And I'm Dizzier Than A Merry-Go
Rock This Obnoxious I'm Truly Not Nice
Cause I'm Blood Sucking Evil Like Muppets On Ice
Arriba Arriba I'm The Under Achiever
Gonna Leave It To Beaver I'm The Daydream Believer
I'm Like Mothra Man With My Big Wingspan
And Your The Mother Fucking Jap That Killed My Offspring Chan
I'm A Menace To Society Gonna Fill The Prophecy
First I'll Drink Your Genesee And Then I'll Take Your Liberty
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya
I'm Gonna Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya I'm Gonna Getcha I'll Getcha
I'm A Tarantula In Your Chiquita
And When You're Peeling Back The Skin I'm Gonna See Ya
I'm Gonna Bite Ya I'm Gonna Bite Ya
I'm Jimmy Pop I'll Tell You Straight Up I Don't Like You
Cause I'm Cold Kicking Lyrics Till The Day I Die
Many Fail To Copy At Least They Still Try
Busting Up Vocabulary Is What I Do Most
I'm Gonna Spread Your Legs Like Butter And Gobble Ya Up Like Toast
You Went For The Cherry You Went Bobbing For The Apple
But The Apple It Be Rotten And You Had To Eat The Scrappple
Scrapple? Pig Meat From A Pig Pen Hog Leftovers Your Girlfriend
Flex To The Effects And I Don't Care What Nobody Thinks
Eating All You Sherbert And Dropping All Your Tiddiley Winks
Whoops Goes My Arm I Think It's Outta Socket
Come Over Little Girlie I Got Some Candy In My Pocket
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya
I'm Gonna Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha
One Way Or Another I'm Gonna Find Ya I'm Gonna Getcha I'll Getcha
She Ain't Got No Legs Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Yeah
The First Time I Saw You Darling I Knew I Was In Love
Tell Her Daddy
The Way You Took Your Wheelchair Up That Handicap Ramp
Mmm, It's A Mind Blower
But Now Baby I Miss Ya I Miss Ya
I Miss All The Times We Played Marco Polo In The Pool
Oh Yeah
Hide And Go Seek Beneath The Sheets
Oh Yeah
And Just The Smell Of The Oil In Your Wheelchair
I Remember The Day I Saw You Hobbling
A Weeble Wobbling You Had A Problem
You Didn't Have Any Legs Just A Smile And Some Stumps
No Smelly Feet A Torso To Hump
No Baby Love Yeah That's What We'd Be Making
Ride You Like A Sit And Spin Until Your Stumps Started Aching
Spin You Around Yeah Roll You Nearyeah
Turn You Upside Down To Hold My Beer
You Ain't Got No Legs But I Love You Just The Same Oh Baby
You Ain't Got No Legs But I Love You Just The Same
They Say Nothing Beats A Great Pair Of Legs But Somehow
Baby The Day You Walked Out Of My Life There's Nothing
I Wanted More Than, Than For You To Come Crawling Back To Me
When We Started Going Together People Said They Couldn't Believe It
That I Could Be So Happy With A Quadriplegic
We Would Wake Up Real Early And You Could Make Me Some Eggs Mmm
Girl I Didn't Care If You Ain't Got No Legs
I Loved You For You And You Loved Me For Me Oh Yeah
Wasn't Really Hard For Those More Fortunate To See
That The First Time We Made Love It Was Such A Wonderful Feeling
The Way The Suspension Wires Held You 'Cross The Ceiling
When You Rolled Out Of My Life
My Heart Just Broke
I Can Still Hear The Noise Of The Squeaks In Your Spokes
You Ain't Got No Legs But I Love You Just The Same Oh Baby
You Ain't Got No Legs But I Love You Just The Same
The First Time I Saw You Darling I Knew I Was In Love
Tell Her Daddy
The Way You Took Your Wheelchair Up That Handicap Ramp
Mmm, It's A Mind Blower
But Now Baby I Miss Ya I Miss Ya
I Miss All The Times We Played Marco Polo In The Pool
Oh Yeah
Hide And Go Seek Beneath The Sheets
Oh Yeah
And Just The Smell Of The Oil In Your Wheelchair
I Remember The Day I Saw You Hobbling
A Weeble Wobbling You Had A Problem
You Didn't Have Any Legs Just A Smile And Some Stumps
No Smelly Feet A Torso To Hump
No Baby Love Yeah That's What We'd Be Making
Ride You Like A Sit And Spin Until Your Stumps Started Aching
Spin You Around Yeah Roll You Nearyeah
Turn You Upside Down To Hold My Beer
You Ain't Got No Legs But I Love You Just The Same Oh Baby
You Ain't Got No Legs But I Love You Just The Same
They Say Nothing Beats A Great Pair Of Legs But Somehow
Baby The Day You Walked Out Of My Life There's Nothing
I Wanted More Than, Than For You To Come Crawling Back To Me
When We Started Going Together People Said They Couldn't Believe It
That I Could Be So Happy With A Quadriplegic
We Would Wake Up Real Early And You Could Make Me Some Eggs Mmm
Girl I Didn't Care If You Ain't Got No Legs
I Loved You For You And You Loved Me For Me Oh Yeah
Wasn't Really Hard For Those More Fortunate To See
That The First Time We Made Love It Was Such A Wonderful Feeling
The Way The Suspension Wires Held You 'Cross The Ceiling
When You Rolled Out Of My Life
My Heart Just Broke
I Can Still Hear The Noise Of The Squeaks In Your Spokes
You Ain't Got No Legs But I Love You Just The Same Oh Baby
You Ain't Got No Legs But I Love You Just The Same
Rang Dang Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
So Set Your Phasers On Kill If Ya Will So Catch The Feeling
Got Your Head A Pumping A Back And Forth Until It Hits The Ceiling
Now I'm Wheeling Dealing Stealing Johnny's Apple Seeds
Slapped You With A Baseball Bat Upside The Head Until It Bleeds
Showing No Mercy Step Like Solomon Grundy
Hit Ya With A Table Leg Like I Was Ted Bundy
I Bludgeoned You You're Bloodied I Think It's Kinda Of Funny
First I'll Take Your Money And Then I'll Swipe Your Honey
Dip Slip To The A.M. What Is That You're Saying?
You Think You Start Praying It's Not A Game You're Playing
Pump One Pump Two Listen To The Shotgun Blast
I'll Blast That Sorry Ass When You're All Outta Gas
I Freak Like Cerebal Pals I'll Get Inside Your Drawers
For Alarm There Is No Cause I Funk Like Lou Rawl
Basco Roscoe P. Cotrane
I Wish I Had A Membrane So That I Could Go Insane
Red Light Green Light You Know I Always Win This Game
You Can Be My Gingerbread And I'll Be Your Candycane
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
You Might Say No But I Hope You Mean Maybe
No Chance In Hell But I Could Tell You Crave Me
Frisky From The Whiskey And The Thrills You Gave Me
Taste Great But Less Filling So Thrilling
Come Unannounced Like Automatic Billing
And You Can't Do Nothing As I Push Your Buttons
When I Talk You're Gonna Listen Like I'm E.F. Hutton
Like Lionel Richie's Up All Night Long
Jimmy Pop Don't Do Nobody Wrong
Stop Flop Flip And Flop
Panties Drop Now I'm On Top
So Wiggle It Just A Little Bit
I Won't Kiss Your Ass To Get A Piece Of It
You Said You Wanted To Do It Now You're Coming Around To It
I'm The One That Sowed The Seed But You're The One That Grew It
Take It Blow By Blow Like Reginald Denny
I Do It All The Time How Many?
Many Frauleins I'm Coming Again Like Jesus
And When I Resurrect I'll Be Damned If I Don't Please Ya
Our Jimmy Pop That Art In Hell Hear It
Fill Me With Your Holy Spirit
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
You Might Say No But I Hope You Mean Maybe
Einie Meanie Miney Moe
Which Of You Girls Will Be My Ho'
Cross Your Fingers Grit Your Teeth
Cause The Bloodhound Gang Makes Holes In Beef
We Make Holes In Beef
We Make Holes In Beef
We Make Holes In Beef
We Make Holes In Beef
So Watch Your Back Straight To The Attack
I'll Spin You Around Like Your Name Was Pat Sajak
Tag Your Ass Out And No Tag Backs
You Psycho Nymphomaniac
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
You Might Say No But I Hope You Mean Maybe.
Got Your Head A Pumping A Back And Forth Until It Hits The Ceiling
Now I'm Wheeling Dealing Stealing Johnny's Apple Seeds
Slapped You With A Baseball Bat Upside The Head Until It Bleeds
Showing No Mercy Step Like Solomon Grundy
Hit Ya With A Table Leg Like I Was Ted Bundy
I Bludgeoned You You're Bloodied I Think It's Kinda Of Funny
First I'll Take Your Money And Then I'll Swipe Your Honey
Dip Slip To The A.M. What Is That You're Saying?
You Think You Start Praying It's Not A Game You're Playing
Pump One Pump Two Listen To The Shotgun Blast
I'll Blast That Sorry Ass When You're All Outta Gas
I Freak Like Cerebal Pals I'll Get Inside Your Drawers
For Alarm There Is No Cause I Funk Like Lou Rawl
Basco Roscoe P. Cotrane
I Wish I Had A Membrane So That I Could Go Insane
Red Light Green Light You Know I Always Win This Game
You Can Be My Gingerbread And I'll Be Your Candycane
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
You Might Say No But I Hope You Mean Maybe
No Chance In Hell But I Could Tell You Crave Me
Frisky From The Whiskey And The Thrills You Gave Me
Taste Great But Less Filling So Thrilling
Come Unannounced Like Automatic Billing
And You Can't Do Nothing As I Push Your Buttons
When I Talk You're Gonna Listen Like I'm E.F. Hutton
Like Lionel Richie's Up All Night Long
Jimmy Pop Don't Do Nobody Wrong
Stop Flop Flip And Flop
Panties Drop Now I'm On Top
So Wiggle It Just A Little Bit
I Won't Kiss Your Ass To Get A Piece Of It
You Said You Wanted To Do It Now You're Coming Around To It
I'm The One That Sowed The Seed But You're The One That Grew It
Take It Blow By Blow Like Reginald Denny
I Do It All The Time How Many?
Many Frauleins I'm Coming Again Like Jesus
And When I Resurrect I'll Be Damned If I Don't Please Ya
Our Jimmy Pop That Art In Hell Hear It
Fill Me With Your Holy Spirit
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
You Might Say No But I Hope You Mean Maybe
Einie Meanie Miney Moe
Which Of You Girls Will Be My Ho'
Cross Your Fingers Grit Your Teeth
Cause The Bloodhound Gang Makes Holes In Beef
We Make Holes In Beef
We Make Holes In Beef
We Make Holes In Beef
We Make Holes In Beef
So Watch Your Back Straight To The Attack
I'll Spin You Around Like Your Name Was Pat Sajak
Tag Your Ass Out And No Tag Backs
You Psycho Nymphomaniac
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
Rang Dang Diddlela Dang A Dang Baby
You Might Say No But I Hope You Mean Maybe.
No Rest For The Wicked Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
I Get Bombed Much Like Pearl Harbor
The Price Is White Right And I'm Bob Barker
This Is Your Brain On Drugs
This Is Your Brain On Jackie Onassis
All You Crotch Goblins Can Kiss Our Asses
Yes Siree Bob Like Corn On The Cob
I'm All Buttered Up Ready To Hob Nob
Daddy Is A Kraut Your Nazi-Occupied France
I'm Gonna Rise To The Occasion Inside My Pants
So Yo Ass Yea You I Want To Fraggle Rock Your Girlie
Coming Around The Party Coming Around Like Mr. Furley
I'm Mr. Furley You're Jack Tripper
You're Dumb Ass Gilligan And I'm The Skipper
Tiptoe Through My Tulips And Come And Frolic
Cause My Name Is Betty Ford And She's An Alcoholic
So Here I Am Rock Me Like A Hurricane
Not A Scorpion But My Sting Will Bring Your Dame A Lot Of Pain
And Daddy¹S Gonna Tell Ya I¹M As Cool As Jack The Ripper
Somewhat Of A Cut-Throat But Still A Big Tipper
As I Tickle You Pink I Bet My Fingers Start To Stink
I'm What's Missing From Your Life And You're The Missing Link
It Doesn't Matter How You Win Or Lose It's How You Lick It....
No Rest For The Wicked
Get Down Drink It Up Bring It On Take It Off
Flips It Up In The Air Like My Name Was Bob Barker
I Always Kicks It Cold So I Gotta Wear My Parka
I'm Leaving Down My Marker I'm Stalking Like A Stalker
Using The Force Like My Name Was Luke Skywalker
Left Hand¹S On The Wheel And The Right One On The Bottle
One Foot In The Grave And The Other On The Throttle
I'm Floating Through Your Atmosphere Like The Comet Haley¹S
As Freaky As A Freak Show Call Me Barnum And Bailey
So Yo Ho My Cheerio Here I'm Coming Around The Bend
Don't Try To Shake My Hand I'm Not Your Fucking Friend
Bodyslam Ya To The Ground Like I Was Captain Lou Albano
Hit Ya In The Balls Till You're Singing Soprano
Slide To The Dance Floor Groove Til You Get Sore
Listen To The Tiger's Roar I'll Pump You Like A Seesaw
I'm A Tattooed Demon Do You Catch My Meaning
Think That You're Dreaming But Soon You'll Be Screaming
I Got More Senseless Violence Than A Thriller In Manila
Like My Hero Gacy I¹M A Stone Cold Killer
I Got My Moves From Thriller I¹M Fish You¹Re Barney Miller
Spreading Out The Carnage Like Mechagodzilla
Like Jimmy Pop Says He's As Cool As Jack The Ripper
So Take Off Your Panties And I¹Ll Kick Off My Slippers
Do As I Say And I Will Be A Big Tipper
More Smooth Moves Than My Man Jack Tripper
Get Down Drink It Up Bring It On Take It Off
The Price Is White Right And I'm Bob Barker
This Is Your Brain On Drugs
This Is Your Brain On Jackie Onassis
All You Crotch Goblins Can Kiss Our Asses
Yes Siree Bob Like Corn On The Cob
I'm All Buttered Up Ready To Hob Nob
Daddy Is A Kraut Your Nazi-Occupied France
I'm Gonna Rise To The Occasion Inside My Pants
So Yo Ass Yea You I Want To Fraggle Rock Your Girlie
Coming Around The Party Coming Around Like Mr. Furley
I'm Mr. Furley You're Jack Tripper
You're Dumb Ass Gilligan And I'm The Skipper
Tiptoe Through My Tulips And Come And Frolic
Cause My Name Is Betty Ford And She's An Alcoholic
So Here I Am Rock Me Like A Hurricane
Not A Scorpion But My Sting Will Bring Your Dame A Lot Of Pain
And Daddy¹S Gonna Tell Ya I¹M As Cool As Jack The Ripper
Somewhat Of A Cut-Throat But Still A Big Tipper
As I Tickle You Pink I Bet My Fingers Start To Stink
I'm What's Missing From Your Life And You're The Missing Link
It Doesn't Matter How You Win Or Lose It's How You Lick It....
No Rest For The Wicked
Get Down Drink It Up Bring It On Take It Off
Flips It Up In The Air Like My Name Was Bob Barker
I Always Kicks It Cold So I Gotta Wear My Parka
I'm Leaving Down My Marker I'm Stalking Like A Stalker
Using The Force Like My Name Was Luke Skywalker
Left Hand¹S On The Wheel And The Right One On The Bottle
One Foot In The Grave And The Other On The Throttle
I'm Floating Through Your Atmosphere Like The Comet Haley¹S
As Freaky As A Freak Show Call Me Barnum And Bailey
So Yo Ho My Cheerio Here I'm Coming Around The Bend
Don't Try To Shake My Hand I'm Not Your Fucking Friend
Bodyslam Ya To The Ground Like I Was Captain Lou Albano
Hit Ya In The Balls Till You're Singing Soprano
Slide To The Dance Floor Groove Til You Get Sore
Listen To The Tiger's Roar I'll Pump You Like A Seesaw
I'm A Tattooed Demon Do You Catch My Meaning
Think That You're Dreaming But Soon You'll Be Screaming
I Got More Senseless Violence Than A Thriller In Manila
Like My Hero Gacy I¹M A Stone Cold Killer
I Got My Moves From Thriller I¹M Fish You¹Re Barney Miller
Spreading Out The Carnage Like Mechagodzilla
Like Jimmy Pop Says He's As Cool As Jack The Ripper
So Take Off Your Panties And I¹Ll Kick Off My Slippers
Do As I Say And I Will Be A Big Tipper
More Smooth Moves Than My Man Jack Tripper
Get Down Drink It Up Bring It On Take It Off
Coo Coo Ca Choo Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Coo Coo Ca Choo Baby You That's What You Are
You Are A Hollywood Star You're The High Priestess By Far
And You Know This Tune's For You We Call It Coo Coo Ca Choo
And It's A Very Brief Description Of The Things We Could Do To You
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Coo Coo Ca Choo
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Now What Ya Gonna Do
Oil Me Up Quick Miss Daisy Before I'm Lubing Up Your Tailpipe
Or The Bedposts Will Be A Knocking And
A Knocking Til The Break Of Light
Raised And Dazed In A Million And One Ways
Like A Morton Coffee Roll I Want You Hot And Glazed
You're Not The Real Thing Baby You're Parkay You're Not Butter
Gonna Have To Get You Home And Lube You Up With Fluff-N-Nutter
Scope It Scope It Baby Looking So Fit
Playing Games And Laying Dames You Know I Know You Know It
Quick To Get The Condom You Know The Jimmy Fits Too Snug
Lean You Against The Fire Place And Ride You On The Bear Skin Rug
Chow Down My Ding Dong Come And Sing Along
Slip A Grip Around My Tip And Then You'll Be My Kling-On
Now In My Sweat Pants You're Gonna See My Erection
Ooh Oh Pick A De Pop Pop Perfection
Umpla Dumpla Dippedee Do
Cause I'd Never Leave The House If Mommy Looked Like You
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Coo Coo Ca Choo
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Now What Ya Gonna Do
Butter Up Butter Cup Did Ya Really Think
It Would Really Last That Long
My Attention Span Hutches And When
You Wake Up You Know That I'll Be Gone
Cocoa Butter Beach Blonde Wearing That Thin Thong
You Know I Got A Thing For You It's Only An Inch Long
Picking Up Your Signals Like You're A Tv Station
I'm Looking For The Channel To Have Immoral Applications
Looking So Fine Cosmo Behind
Fermentation Of Time Like Reunite Wine
Well I'm Bubbling Up And Steaming Like An Active Volcano
I Think I Clogged Up All Your Pipes Better Get Yourself Some Draino
I Get Annoyed Cause I Can't Avoid
Baby Sounding Like A Mongoloid
I Gots The Skills To Keep Ya Busy All Night
If You Do Not Bite I Hope You Blow Like Dynamite
Happy Thanksgiving Would You Like A Little White Meat?
I¹Ll Stuff My Butterballs Then You Can Eat
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Coo Coo Ca Choo
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Now What Ya Gonna Do.
You Are A Hollywood Star You're The High Priestess By Far
And You Know This Tune's For You We Call It Coo Coo Ca Choo
And It's A Very Brief Description Of The Things We Could Do To You
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Coo Coo Ca Choo
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Now What Ya Gonna Do
Oil Me Up Quick Miss Daisy Before I'm Lubing Up Your Tailpipe
Or The Bedposts Will Be A Knocking And
A Knocking Til The Break Of Light
Raised And Dazed In A Million And One Ways
Like A Morton Coffee Roll I Want You Hot And Glazed
You're Not The Real Thing Baby You're Parkay You're Not Butter
Gonna Have To Get You Home And Lube You Up With Fluff-N-Nutter
Scope It Scope It Baby Looking So Fit
Playing Games And Laying Dames You Know I Know You Know It
Quick To Get The Condom You Know The Jimmy Fits Too Snug
Lean You Against The Fire Place And Ride You On The Bear Skin Rug
Chow Down My Ding Dong Come And Sing Along
Slip A Grip Around My Tip And Then You'll Be My Kling-On
Now In My Sweat Pants You're Gonna See My Erection
Ooh Oh Pick A De Pop Pop Perfection
Umpla Dumpla Dippedee Do
Cause I'd Never Leave The House If Mommy Looked Like You
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Coo Coo Ca Choo
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Now What Ya Gonna Do
Butter Up Butter Cup Did Ya Really Think
It Would Really Last That Long
My Attention Span Hutches And When
You Wake Up You Know That I'll Be Gone
Cocoa Butter Beach Blonde Wearing That Thin Thong
You Know I Got A Thing For You It's Only An Inch Long
Picking Up Your Signals Like You're A Tv Station
I'm Looking For The Channel To Have Immoral Applications
Looking So Fine Cosmo Behind
Fermentation Of Time Like Reunite Wine
Well I'm Bubbling Up And Steaming Like An Active Volcano
I Think I Clogged Up All Your Pipes Better Get Yourself Some Draino
I Get Annoyed Cause I Can't Avoid
Baby Sounding Like A Mongoloid
I Gots The Skills To Keep Ya Busy All Night
If You Do Not Bite I Hope You Blow Like Dynamite
Happy Thanksgiving Would You Like A Little White Meat?
I¹Ll Stuff My Butterballs Then You Can Eat
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Coo Coo Ca Choo
You Were Looking At Me I Was Looking At You
Coo Coo Ca Choo Now What Ya Gonna Do.
Nightmare At The Apollo Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Haha, all right Apollo!
Let's hear it one more time for mister, Gary, Coleman!
Whatcha talk about Willis? That joke is funny everytime I hear it!
Let's put your hands together now, Harlem
For, that's right, Harlem
That's right, get up now, Harlem
For The Blood, hound, Gang!
Yo wassup Apollooo
Everybody say "Ho!"
Get off the stage honkie boys...
Let's hear it one more time for mister, Gary, Coleman!
Whatcha talk about Willis? That joke is funny everytime I hear it!
Let's put your hands together now, Harlem
For, that's right, Harlem
That's right, get up now, Harlem
For The Blood, hound, Gang!
Yo wassup Apollooo
Everybody say "Ho!"
Get off the stage honkie boys...
Altogether Ooky Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Caught you
Sniffing my boxers
Who the fuck does that
At Red Lobster?
Creep me
Like when Tom Cruise laughs
That's how your finger
Felt in my ass
I'm gonna go to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whome dislike monsters like you, girl
The way
Your kisses tasted
Skeeve me the hell out
Like shitting naked
Why would
I wanna stay friends?
Rather get raped by
Clowns again
I'm gonna go to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you, girl
I'm gonna go to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you, girl
Put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
Put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
Put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
I put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
I put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
Put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again...
Sniffing my boxers
Who the fuck does that
At Red Lobster?
Creep me
Like when Tom Cruise laughs
That's how your finger
Felt in my ass
I'm gonna go to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whome dislike monsters like you, girl
The way
Your kisses tasted
Skeeve me the hell out
Like shitting naked
Why would
I wanna stay friends?
Rather get raped by
Clowns again
I'm gonna go to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you, girl
I'm gonna go to your house on the back of a horse with
A bunch of villagers carrying torches
Most of whom dislike monsters like you, girl
Put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
Put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
Put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
I put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
I put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again
Put the lotion on the skin
Or else I get the hose again...
Screwing You On The Beach At Night Lyrics – Bloodhound Gang
Nothing heats up my jacuzzi like when
this used thong I found and bedazzled with gems
brushes ever so gently against some boobs.
I guess it's hard to believe that one man
could have a ponytail this sensitive and
distract an aggressive hawk that's cornered you.
I know my haiku's are freaking intense
but even the words I made up to sound French
don't express my feelings for your toilet parts.
I would show up for our pottery class
dressed like a pirate with John Water's mustache
On a unicorn that shits your name in stars.
Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type.
Loitering on cliffs, thinking about stuff like,
Screwing you on the beach at night. [x2]
One milkshake, two straws.
Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type.
Loitering on cliffs, thinking about stuff like,
Screwing you on the beach at night. [x2]
Don't I (Don't I)
Sound so (Sound so)
Sexy (Sexy)
Echo (Echo.)[x2]
Release the doves!
this used thong I found and bedazzled with gems
brushes ever so gently against some boobs.
I guess it's hard to believe that one man
could have a ponytail this sensitive and
distract an aggressive hawk that's cornered you.
I know my haiku's are freaking intense
but even the words I made up to sound French
don't express my feelings for your toilet parts.
I would show up for our pottery class
dressed like a pirate with John Water's mustache
On a unicorn that shits your name in stars.
Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type.
Loitering on cliffs, thinking about stuff like,
Screwing you on the beach at night. [x2]
One milkshake, two straws.
Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type.
Loitering on cliffs, thinking about stuff like,
Screwing you on the beach at night. [x2]
Don't I (Don't I)
Sound so (Sound so)
Sexy (Sexy)
Echo (Echo.)[x2]
Release the doves!
Weekend lyrics - bloodhound gang (feat. Scooter)
Alright crew, it's weekend
Flat on your back like one, two, three
'Pon the mic I'm the teacher
Spread my words like a preacher
Cut the crap, Get a slap
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map
This one goes out to everybody in the place
Flat on your back like one, two, three
'Pon the mic I'm the Voodoo
The destination is Zulu
Cut the crap, Get a slap
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map
This one goes out to everybody in the place
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
'Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Go ahead
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
'Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Go ahead
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Here comes the chicks terminator
Here we come, in control, here we go
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Here comes the chicks terminator
Here we come, in control, here we go
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
'Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Go ahead
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
'Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Go ahead
Sounds of a track attack
Sounds of a track attack
Sounds of a track attack
Over and out
Flat on your back like one, two, three
'Pon the mic I'm the teacher
Spread my words like a preacher
Cut the crap, Get a slap
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map
This one goes out to everybody in the place
Flat on your back like one, two, three
'Pon the mic I'm the Voodoo
The destination is Zulu
Cut the crap, Get a slap
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map
This one goes out to everybody in the place
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
'Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Go ahead
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
'Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Go ahead
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Here comes the chicks terminator
Here we come, in control, here we go
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Respect to the man in the ice cream van
Here comes the chicks terminator
Here we come, in control, here we go
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
'Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Go ahead
Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
'Cause I've never loved someone like you before
Go ahead
Sounds of a track attack
Sounds of a track attack
Sounds of a track attack
Over and out
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