Fuck it, I get the feeling tonight that it's going down I get the feeling she might hit the fan I get the feeling 'cause she left without a reason But
Amigo's! the best chicken is Kentuky, The best chicken, Amigo's! Chochas Vestidos!
Do da finga (finga)} Cuticle} Ain't so cute no more} (Howling-style noise)} }repeat all above x5 It's burning, it's burning x7 Breaking all the rules
Darth Vader Maybe not now But sometime later You're very phallic You're big, black And metallic Only you could be so bold Lord Vader Fuckin' shit up with
's that one and there's gunna be more gas, you know what I'm saying? I don't know if you able to hear the pee-pee right now. My stomach is bloat up like
Oh, surprise Make mine a super size Fuck all this metal shit I'm bringing back the synthesize Y'all don't realize I'm what you criticize I tried to compart
Poopy poo, smells like somethin' just died, Just the same we got somethin' for you. Hand me mo' 'cuz the bitch stuck my hair up I'm so...fecal freekal
What is your bidding, my master? I want to shove my lightsaber up your Death Star trench Cover your body with my Sith lord stench Kiss you sweet, just
Yodel like this With the mind on the potty And mom's gettin pissed There's a ass in my face There's a ass in my face There's a ass in my face There's
Everybody, left, right, Get down tonight!
You and I should shave our pubic hair You and I should shave our pubic hair Hairless and fancy-free's the way to be, so Why should we leave it overgrown
Oh my goodness Hardonz fuck me up And it make me want to touch and entertain myself And a that's a no good And now this is very very very bad It makes
Go, I don't need anybody! I don't need anybody! No one to come in here, i don't need your friends, They don't like it when you call them pistachio nuts
I hate honkeys, I hate honkeys, I hate honkeys, I hate honkeys, I hate honkeys, When they annoy me, and they always do-e-oo-e-oo-e-oo-e-oo. I hate honkeys
You got me buggin' out, Like a Frankenstyle Monsta' baby, Oh baby, got the wreckin' ball coming out my ass, Got the vacuum cleaner, wear it like a ghostbuster
Oh,ba ba ba ba ba, Extra sensory perception, Up your's, baby, You got the fatass, Come on and wiggle it, I wanna have booty, I wanna handle that booty
(Steve is munching on crisps the whole way through) Alright, let's do it like this It's gonna go: Oh, ~I-m~ gonna eat some food, I'm gonna eat some
play somethin hard for all the metal fuckers in the audience, and we can really get laid yo! (more singing) Again! (singing) What'd we get? What'd we get? All right
