The first time I saw you you said you were drunk, too much beer, or so you thunk. A night of drinking had clouded your head, and in another day you wouldn't know what you said. You said you were sorry as you drooled on my shoe, and I just laughed at one sight of you. You couldn't walk straight and you slurred when you spoke, and I thought it was just a joke.
I want to love you but you're too damn stoopid, I want to love you but you're just plain dumb. I want to love you but you're head's full of air, you're stone dumb but I don't care.
Well the second time I saw you you said you were sick, strong cough syrup and many of it. Stomach cramps and a blistering fever, i carverd your thoughts like a butcher's cleaver. your ? you said it yourself. You needed some rest, you felt like hell. All your medication had made you slow, but it was yourself, how was I to know?
I want to love you but you're too damn stoopid, I want to love you but you're just plain dumb. I want to love you but you're head's full of air, you're stone dumb but I don't care.
The third time I saw you you hadn't slept a wink, not enough Zs you just couldn't think. You tossed and turned the whole night long, and when you awoke the world seemed wrong. It was much too early, your eyes were lead, you said you felt like the living dead. Sleep deprivation was the word today, but how should i have known you were always this way?
I want to love you but you're too damn stoopid, I want to love you but you're just plain dumb. I want to love you but you're head's full of air, you're stone dumb but I don't care.
The last time i saw, you had nothing to claim, you couldn't think fast enough to even explain. I looked into you eyes and could see your teeth. It's strange enough, what you're saying to me...a rocket scientist you will never be, you'll never be a master of philosophy. But dumb as you are, I can plain to see, it doesn't take a brain to see what you mean to me!
I want to love you but you're too damn stoopid, I want to love you but you're just plain dumb. I want to love you but you're head's full of air, you're stone dumb but I don't care.
When I was just a little boy, I'd sit around all day. Thinking about the future to pass the time of day. With my friends sittin' laughin', they would mainly laugh at me, because I was always different, it was all so plain to see. Didn't want to be a fireman, a cowboy, or a cop. I was always different like a sore thumb I stuck out. Because even in my dreams I won't pretend to age, I knew a life of normacy was nothing but a cage.
When I grow up, I don't want to be like you!
To be a barbarian would be a lot of fun. Sit around, eat raw meat in the mid day sun. I'd dance around the fire, like a madman I would yell, I'd smell a bit I'd fart a lot, I'd cut class and I'd belch. I'd sack the Roman Empire and do with a grin. I'd set the cities all ablaze...do it on a whim. And people would shriek as I was coming into town, because I'd bring my minotaur to help me fry it down.
When I grow up, I want something fun to do. I don't know much, but this much I know is true..when life is short, I don't want to be like you!
When I grow up I think I want to be white trash living in a trailer park and sitting on my ass. I'd beat my wife, I'd kiss my kiss, I'd pass out in the lawn. I'd steal my brewskies from my mom and often kick my dog. I'd go to work an hour later, bitch about my boss. ???? And every friday night I think I'd bowl a round or two, because standing watching monster trucks is just the thing to do!!
When I grow up, I want something fun to do. I don't know much, but this much I know is true..when life is short, I don't want to be like you!
One! Get off your seat! Two! Stomp your boots to the beat! Three! Throw your knees in the air! Four! Like you don't care!
We don't want to see you slammin' in the pit, NO! We don't want to see our girlfriends kicked, NO! We just want to see you movin' faster and faster, to the beat of the super ska master. Phonys like to slam to the beat of ska, we're not against that, but for us there's more. To dance with us you needn't act like a jerk, skankin's meant for fun, not for getting hurt!
Skankin' numbers every night and day, skankin' by numbers is the only way, get off your seat and take a chance. Skankin' by numbers is the only way to dance!
You can shave your head or pierce your nose, NOSE! Dress up in flannels or rudeboy clothes, CLOTHES! But where it matters is with your shoes, that's where ska's for your stylin' moves. Skankin' aint just dancing it's our way of life. Away from trouble, away from strife. Afraid of fun? Then you had better beware, because on the dance floor, we just don't care!
One! Get off your seat! Two! Stomp your boots to the beat! Three! Throw your knees in the air! Four! Like you don't care!
Time to hit the floor, do it soon. Ska music's set to fill the room. Have never skanked? Well it's time to start! Soon you will be a rudeboy hot! Finally we'd like to stop and thank our roots, respect the Specials, Maytals, and Toots! Wailing Wailers, Laurel Aitken, and (english) Beat but most of all the skatalites, they're music complete!
Skankin' numbers every night and day, skankin' by numbers is the only way, get off your seat and take a chance. Skankin' by numbers is the only way to dance!
One! Get off your seat! Two! Stomp your boots to the beat! Three! Throw your knees in the air! Four! Like you don't care!
I remember how it used to be, and all the things you said to me. You always taught me right from wrong. Wrong from right, right from wrong. 'Til you went on the killing spree, and killed your family. Why is this the way things have to be?
Oh Mr. Smiley, how could it be true, the things they say that they knew? I can't believe it! What has happened to you? I took my time while thinking it through. digging through facts, believing in you. Oh Mr. Smiley. Give me a clue, why they said it was you, i can't accept it! Tell me it's not true. Because you were once so good to me, oh Mr. Smiley tell me how it could be.
You always had a smile on your face, I never thought youd become a criminal case.Until I saw your face on my T.V. Was it just for entertainment? Because now you face solitary confinement, in jail. Why is this the way it has to be? Tell me!
Oh Mr. Smiley, how could it be true, the things they say that they knew? I can't believe it! What has happened to you? I took my time while thinking it through. digging through facts, believing in you. Oh Mr. Smiley. Give me a clue, why they said it was you, i can't accept it! Tell me it's not true. Because you were once so good to me, oh Mr. Smiley tell me how it could be.
Oh Mr. Smiley, what has happened to you? Tell me it's not true!
Drinkin' in the pub just the other night, this girl comes up to me and says "what would ya like?" I said another beer another pitcher or two. Drank a few more rounds and the night was through! This is your brain, this is your brain on ska! This is your brain, this is your brain on ska!
Dancin' on the floor just hoppin' and skankin'...D.J. on the mic won't stop crankin'. Give me any music that'll move my feet, give me any music with a two-tone beat! This is your brain, this is your brain on ska. This is your brain, this is your brain on ska!
Pork pie hats, and Fred Parry shirts, drinkin' cheap beer and chasin' skirts! But what it's really all about is plain to see: simply havin' fun and unity! This is your brain, this is your brain on ska! This is your brain, this is your brain on ska!
Poodle doos and saddle shoes don't mean a thing to me, it's your thigh high nylons that bring me to my knees. Bring back the classic bob, and drop the shaggy crop. In your thigh high nylons, my eyes are spinning and they won't stop.
Thigh high nylons, you're alright, thigh high nylons, you're out of sight, won't you get those thigh highs on tonight?
Forget the floppy hippy skirt, and lose the sloppy dyes. In your thigh high nylons, you'll always catch my eye. It's not the days of old, so take off that fir. In your thigh high nylons is all you need and nothing more!
Thigh high nylons, so fine, thigh high nylons,I'll make you mine, won't you get those thigh highs on tonight?
I caught you walking in the corner of my eye and my field of vision was on your thigh highs. I tried to make my move, but I hit the wall, lying flat on the floor you make the call. It wasn't that though, that i heard from the lips, I take a watch at the swinging hips. It was like that what was I to do so I stepped on back and took a sip of my brew. Said the first time that my face turned red, you left me lyin' dead with a bullet in my head. 'Cause at the end of it all I just don't know but your thigh high nylons are stealing the show. Panty hose? NO, we need thigh high nylons. Black thights? NO, we need thigh high nylons! Bobby socks? NO, wee need thigh high nylons. Nothing compares to what i got my eyes on. 1-2-1-2-3-4
Whatever happened to the mini skirt, that meant so much to me. In your thigh high nylons, that's what I want to see. What you wrap around your legs, that fabric of my life. In your thigh nylons I got you in my sights!
Thigh high nylons, you're alright, thigh high nylons, you're out of
sight, won't you get those thigh highs on tonight?
Thigh high nylons, so fine, thigh high nylons,I'll make you mine, won't
you get those thigh highs on tonight?
I saw you today. Had nothing to say. I just walked on by right on my way. You flashed me a smile, I threw it right back. It wasn't my miss I know for a fact.
Why won't you why won't you leave me alone!? Why won't you why won't you leave me alone?! Why won't you why won't you leave me alone?! I want to get out on my own!
I went to the store to get me some eats, I grabbed a box of shredded wheats. And through the shelf, I saw your face. Why must you follow me every place?
Why won't you why won't you leave me alone!? Why won't you why won't you leave me alone?! Why won't you why won't you leave me alone?! I want to get out on my own!
I decided to move, had to get away. To a distant island in honnelei(spelling?) My friends through me a party, to get me boned, you were there won't you leave me alone!?
Why won't you why won't you leave me alone!? Why won't you why won't you leave me alone?! Why won't you why won't you leave me alone?! I want to get out on my own!
I work at the 7-11, that's how I get all my pay. Sometimes I work all the night, sometimes I work all the day. I sell junk to all of my friends, I sell almost everything. Pizza pies and chicken pies, even eraseable pens.
I'm just an average guy, every day I risk my life. Please don't kill me tonight, there's only a twenty in the register, alright?
Strange things happen to me every day, my boss says you just learn to say: all I do is wait and wait and pray: "will I make it through another hectic day?" Every hour I supersceme my life, my parents wondering if I was raised up right. I got three cameras to film the bloody sight of people who may just murder me tonight.
I'm just an average guy, every day I risk my life. Please don't kill me tonight, there's only a twenty in the register, alright?
My work also has it's benefits, I get to watch people fit all that they can fit into their coats and pockets with hand because noone is afraid of the 7-11 man. Cokes, jelly beans, and bagels so right, eating packs of chewing gum all threw the night. Six more hours the sun will rise and I'm just a working man who's trying to survive.
I'm just an average guy, every day I risk my life. Please don't kill me tonight, there's only a twenty in the register, alright?
I tied on my boots and strapped on my bracelet to go out and meet some new faces. Went to the store to buy some dark gin, and now I know my night's ready to begin. A dozen friends in my big 'ol car, my '62 Buick can't take us too far. Out for the night, it'll be so rude, gotta hold us down before the night is through.
In Grand Rapids, there's nothing to do when you're down it's the same way too. Gotta get up, do the best that you can. To be a fool, is to be a man.
Well I went to the party with the big 'ol keg. They said the way I drank, they thought I had a hollow leg. Standing around, starting to groove, with my beer in hand I think I'll plot my next move. I spot a pretty girl giving me a wink trying to catch my eye, or so I think. Such a fool I am, should not have overlooked that her eyes were only clouded by the smoke.
There's nothing to do when you're down it's the same way too. Gotta get up, do the best that you can. To be a fool, is to be a man.
Well I went to Denny's to buy me some food, said it's the only place that can put me in the mood. I order my fries and I always complain, but the way they taste I think I'd rather eat them plain. But I'm still with my friends, still having fun talking shit while the night is still young. But I bet they watch me drink as much as I'm able, I know they'll laugh when they find me passed out on the table.
there's nothing to do when you're down it's the same way too. Gotta get up, do the best that you can. To be a fool, is to be a man
You are my sweet potato, the one who looks so fine, growing in my garden. I'll serve you up with wine. You are my tasty morsel, my one and only wish is to have you lying, lying on my dish.
Boil you bake you fry you. Serve you up steaming hot. Boil you bake you fry you. You are my potato tot!
I can't stop dreaming about you, how I love you so. I can't stop dreaming about you, my girl from Idaho. You are my foxy potato, I love to dig your groove. Habababadooba, you make me want to move!
Boil you bake you fry you. Serve you up steaming hot. Boil you bake you fry you. You are my potato tot!
Boil you bake you fry you. Serve you up steaming hot. Boil you bake you fry you. You are my potatoe tot!
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah.
We want the mustard, all over our heads...that's what he said. We want the mustard all inside our beds..yeah. We want mustard all over our feet, people want to dance to the mustard beat!
We want the mustard, we want the Mustard PLUG! x4
We want the want the mustard, in our eyes. I want the mustard on my tie. We want the mustard on our face. We want mustard all over the place
We want the mustard, we want the Mustard PLUG! x4
I want the mustard in my ear, I want mustard in my beer. We want the mustard in our mugs. Oh thats right, we're the Mustard Plug! HA HA!
We want the mustard, we want the Mustard PLUG! x4
Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum. Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum. I didn't know that it could be so much fun, to spend my life just chewin' gum. Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum.
I say it is a natural obsession, in fact it's on my very posession. So super fruity, you're makin' me chew. I'm so glad that I found you underneath the stool. With all the gum that passes my way, in my mouth you will always stay. I vow to stick with you through thick and thin, even though the cavities are starting to set in.
Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum. Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum. I didn't know that it could be so much fun, to spend my life just chewin' gum. Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum.
My friends say that it will never last, said soon your flavor will be a thing of the past. But I don't listen to a wordt hey say because I know that you were the best part of my day. With all the gum that passes my way, in my mouth you will always stay. I vow to stick with you through thick and thin, even though the cavities are startin' to set in.
Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum. Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum. I didn't know that it could be so much fun, to spend my life just chewin' gum. Chewin' Chewin', Chewin' my gum.
Close my eyes but I can't shake my head. Still not over those words you said, tossin' and turnin' rolling in the night. She's tying knots, seems that nothing is right. Sweat on my brow, my adrenaline's flowing, eyes burning red, my anxiety's growing. As soon as I'm asleep, it will be tomorrow, and that just fills my head full of sorrow.
Insomnia's got the best of me, I've got no choice but to stare at the ceiling. Insomnia has a hold on me, you don't even know the stress I'm feeling.
Clock on the wall's moving faster and faster, your voice in my mind like a broken record. Tossing and turning, rolling in the night. She's tying knots, seems that nothing is right. Feeling my heart, pounding like a drum, reminding me again that my day was too long. Drank all my wine that my cuboard is bare, still no escape from this waking nightmare.
Insomnia's got the best of me, I've got no choice but to stare at the ceiling. Insomnia has a hold on me, you don't even know the stress I'm feeling.