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2000

 
Duration: 34:02  
Size, Mb: 78,12  
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1
Truffles Lyrics
You, you think you're such a bad ass
You think you're such a rough neck
Well I saw you outside eating truffles with yer mom on the patio

I think it's really sad though
and tell yer girl ta quit buggin' me
'Cause I saw her outside suckin' dick in the bathroom of the bus of the Iron Maiden cover band

When your pencil neck breaks
when your bird chest caves in...
I'm gonna win
When your pencil neck breaks
when your bird chest caves in...
I'm gonna win

Me, I'm just another gringo,
a bitter jalepeno
But I gets more montequilla in a week than your bitch ass gets in a lifetime
You're steppin' on a land mine
You're gonna shoot yer eye out
I'm thinkin' what in the Sam Ham Hill is goin' on wit yer moms in the clogs and the skirt
Wouldn't fuck her for my country with a flag on her face and a stolen dick

When your pencil neck breaks
when your bird chest caves in...
I'm gonna win
When your pencil neck breaks
when your bird chest caves in...
I'm gonna win

You, you think you're still a bad ass,
You think you're still a rough neck
Well let's take this outside
02:32 320 5,83 0.10
2
Sunshine Lyrics
When I look at your face I see dirt;
All the sunshine you blow up my a** starts to hurt;
And I don't really mind if I'm nothin' in your eyes;
It's no surprise to me;
There's a rocket I built;
It's under my kilt;
It's coming to blow you away.

I was a jerk;
I did the work for somebody else's dream;
I took the chance;
I lost my pants;
In somebody else's dream tonight.

Now you're calling me up to get paid;
And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid;
But I really don't have any money;
I say goodbye; And you'll have to depend on your size;
There's a rocket I built;
It's under my kilt;
It's coming to blow you away.

I was a jerk;
I did the work for somebody else's dream;
I took the chance;
I lost my pants;
In somebody else's dream tonight.

Now I think that I'm going to bed,
As the image of you and yer crap leaves my head;
Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies;
And it doesn't depend on the size;
There's a rocket I built;
It's under my kilt;
It's coming to blow you away.

I was a jerk;
I did the work for somebody else's dream;
I took the chance;
I lost my pants;
In somebody else's dream tonight
03:29 320 7,96 0.10
3
Teenage Dirtbag Lyrics
Her name is Noel
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me

Cause Im just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah Im just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me

Her boyfriend's a dick
And he brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
And he drives an Iroc
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me

Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me

Oh yeah dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin
Oh yeah dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin

Man I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Low and behold
She's walking over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am
And why does she give a damn about

I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden baby
Come with me Friday, don't say maybe
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby like you

Oh yeah dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missing
Oh yeah dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missing
04:16 320 9,77 0.10
4
A Little Respect Lyrics
I tried to discover a little something to make me sweeter; Oh baby refrain from breaking my heart; I'm so in love with you; I'll be forever blue; That you give me no reason, you know you're making me work so hard; That you give me no . . . Soul; I hear you calling; Oh baby please give a little respect to me.

And if I should falter, would you open your arms out to me? We can make love not war, and live in peace with our hearts; I'm so in love with you; I'll be forever blue; What religion or reason could drive a man to forsake his lover? Don't you tell me no. . . Soul. I hear you calling; Oh baby please, give a little respect to me.

I'm so in love with you; I'll be forever blue; That you give me no reason, you know you're making me work so hard; That you give me no. Soul. I hear you calling. Oh baby, please give a little respect to me. Oh baby, please give a little respect to me.
03:29 320 7,96 0.10
5
Hump 'Em N' Dump 'Em Lyrics 03:37 320 8,26 0.10
6
Leroy Lyrics
He's got the dirtiest shoes that I ever seen
Chew on a blunt, wipe his butt with a magazine
Smokin' his crack wash it down with some gasoline
Still he push the button, E.F. Hutton when he speaks to me
Oh you know he told me "Shake it, don't break it
It took too damn long to make it"

Leroy is my mojo man
Leroy is my mojo man,
He come he take me by the hand
'Cause Leroy is my mojo man tonight

He's just a pimp with a limp and some vaseline
He told me to "Look, over there!" and stole my nectarine
Said, "Don't turn your back on me black, I'm a sex machine"
Still he push the button E.F. Hutton when he speaks to me
Oh you know he told me, "Shake it, don't break it
It took too damn long to make it"

Leroy is my mojo man
Leroy is my mojo man,
He come he take me by the hand
'Cause Leroy is my mojo man tonight

Oh you know he told me,
"Shake it, don't break it,
it took too damn long to make it"

Leroy is my mojo man
Leroy is my mojo man,
He come he take me by the hand
'Cause Leroy is my mojo man tonight
03:21 320 7,66 0.10
7
Hey, Mr Brown Lyrics 02:09 320 4,93 0.10
8
Love Is A Mutt From Hell Lyrics
This is a story about a friend of mine; He is abnormally intelligent; He could bust a phatty rhyme, even when he got up in the blunt; But that all changed when the girl who he lives with came to town, He let here take him away from me so I had to ask him how; That's when he said, "She takes advantage of me! She takes advantage of me! "She takes advantage of me! She takes advantage of me! She even knows when I pee! I think eventually she'll make a meal out of me."

Chorus
Because her love is a mutt from hell that I can't live without; "Your love is a mutt from hell that I can't live without; One of these days I swear I'm gonna get out; 'Til then your love is a mutt from hell that I can't live without.

That's why I'm talking to you now.

Sarah lives with Bradley now, I guess that is how she wants her shit; He needed a place to stay, so it's of mutual benefit; I stopped by on my way to Pomona yesterday; She sat down and spilled her guts to me; That's when I thought she would tell me she's gay; Instead she said, "He takes advantage of me! He takes advantage of me! He takes advantage of me! He takes advantage of me! He even knows when I pee! I think eventually he'll make a meal out of me."

Chorus

That's why I'm talking to you now;
Talking to; That's why I'm talking to, That's why I'm talking to.
Talking to; That's why I'm talking to, That's why I'm talking, talking, talking to you NOW!

Because, your love is a mutt from hell that I can't live without.
04:24 320 10,07 0.10
9
Punk Ass Bitch Lyrics
She wriggles and she wraggles, she jiggles and she jaggles, you stand and watch her pass by, your line of vision ass-eye, you think that cause she smiles, that you turn all her dials, but you don't see them later, while in the elevator, you nag her and you swagger, you think you're gonna shag her, a man about the town-a, get funky, let's get down-a, machismo and machasma, it turns into miamsa, but you have got no class, no style, no social skills, no comprehension

Chorus
I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk ass bitch

You open up your mouth-a, amazed at what comes out-a Its just a testimony, that you're full of bologna, that you're a stupid shit-ass, a meathead, guido, pass-gas, that you have got no class, no style, no social skills, no comprehension

Repeat Chorus 2X

You know you want to spangle, but you can't seem to angle, one gives you attitude-a, your reason to be rude-a, you think that cause she smiles, that you turn all her dials, but you don't see them later, while in the elevator, you nag her and you swagger, you think you're gonna shag her, a man about the town-a, get funky, let's get down-a, machismo and machasma, it turns into miamsa, you have got no class, no style, no social skills, no comprehension You open up your mouth-a, amazed at what comes out-a It's just a testimony, that you're full of bologna, that you're a stupid shit-ass, a meathead, guido, pass gas, but you have got no class, no style, no social skills, no comprehension

Repeat Chorus 2x
03:08 320 7,20 0.10
10
Wannabe Gangstar Lyrics
I am a wannabe, you better be careful around me
I come from far away, where mustang dreams are made
And we are fashioned in the image of the Dons who have come before us
We all kiss the rings of sand like our fathers told us

'cause I'm a wannabe gangster, better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster, you better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster, you better go back to Commack, better go back to far away

Like a lemon pie a la mode, my nine is easy to load
All hail Jericho, Turnpike Tech, that's where I go
o learn the things about the universe I'll need so I can build a stampede
Because I'm all up in your face again, I'm all up in your face

'cause I'm a wannabe gangster, better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster, you better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster, you better go back to Commack, better go back to far away

A wannabe gangster, a victim of the chromosome prankster
I thanks ya, I sits back in my chair to contemplate my hair
But yo I'm lookin' snappy, I'm nappy, I'm crappy
Got jimmy hats from pappy, so now I'm trigger happy
Yeah, so you girlies wanna get wit this nit wit, got Cheese Whiz or not?
Then I'm a hafta blow up ya mail box BIATCH!
Or toilet paper ya front yard, show the cops my Suburbs Card, they gotta let me go cause they know that I'm hard
It's the deal, it's for real, ya betta listen to what I'm tellin' ya
'cause I'm a wannabe gangstar

'cause I'm a wannabe gangster, better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster, you better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster, you better go back to Commack, better go back to far away
03:43 320 8,48 0.10