Текст песни Bloodhound Gang - You Are Pretty When I`m Drunk
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ONE NIGHT ME AND THE CREW HIT THE ROAD ON A MISSIONTO SLURP FREE BREW AND GO FUZZY FLOUNDER FISHIN`KAYJEES ON THE HI-FI AND THE KEG WAS BOTTOMLESSUNTIL WE BROUGHT SKIP O` POT2MUSAND DADDY`S GONNA GET SOME PROBABLY UNDERAGE ANDDUMBAND EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT THE DADDY EATS HIS YOUNGLUPUS IN THE LAVATORY MAKING A BIG STINKMACING UP THE TOILET SEAT AND POOPING IN THE SINKM.S.G.S TANKED UP AND WIZZIN` IN A CUPWAITING FOR A SPRINKLE GENIE TO COME AND DRINK IT UPCAUSE I`M THE ONE BOTTLE WILLY WITH THE 12 HORSE ALEAFTER THAT I GET SILLY LIKE SOUPY SALESNOW IT`S MIDNIGHT AND I`M COMPLETELY BOOFY BLITZEDA SIX OF SHLITZ AND THE JEW BREW MANISCHEWITZWITH MY BEER-TINTED GLASSES I`M READY TO BITTY BATTLEI`M HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF BUT I`LL END UP TENDING CATTLECAUSE YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK(YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK)YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK(YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK)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 FUCKIN` DRUNK)HERE SHE COMES, A FUNKY FRIED CUTIEMR. JIMMY POP ALI IS GONNA GET SOME BOOTYCAUSE I`M MR. MCFEELIE WITH A SPEEDY DELIVERYYOU`D THINK I WAS A DITCH THE WAY THIS CHICK WAS DIGGIN`MEBUT MAYBE I SHOULD CHECK AND SEE IF THIS IS WHERE I WANNABEHEY LUPUS IS SHE CUTE? YEA FOR A PYGMIEAW! WHAT DO YOU KNOW? YOU`RE PROBABLY GOING HOMEALONEAND IT WOULDN`T BE THE FIRST TIME THAT I GAVE A DOG A BONEPLUS BEAUTY, IT`S ONLY SKIN DEEPIT`S IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER AND MY BEHOLDER`S ABOUTTO TWEAKI COULD TAP THAT BARREL, IN FACT I KNOW I CANIT`S A MNAG A TROIS YOU AND ME AND HEINEKENCAUSE YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK(YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK)YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK(YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK)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 FUCKIN` DRUNK)REGRETS I`VE HAD A FEWFIRST AND FOREMOST I`D LIKE TO MENTION YOUFOR THE SAKE OF CONVERSATION WE`LL CALL YOU THE BRANDNEW HEAVYYOUR A MIX BETWEEN AN UGNAUT AND EUGENE LEVYYOU CAN CALL IT BIG-BONED, I PREFER TO CALL IT GUTYOUR BUDDHA YOUR SHAMU YOUR JABBA THE FUCKIN` HUTTYOU HAD HARPOON SCARS AND YOUR BOOBIES WERE HAIRYI SMELT TUNA MELT BUT I WASNT GONNA WORRYIT WAS 3 A.M. AND I WASN`T GETTIN` SQUATSO I ROLLED YOU UP IN FLOUR AND AIMED IT FOR THE WET SPOTI WAS BUTTERING ROLLS LIKE A SOUP KITCHEN CHRISTIANTHEN IT HIT ME SOMETHING BIT ME WHILE MY LITTLE ROD WASFISHIN`I WAS DEEP SEA FISHING I TOOK A FAT CHANCEBUT HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT JABBERJAWS LIVEDIN YOUR PANTSAT THAT JUNCTION I CAME TO REALIZETHAT ONLY FRANK PURDUE LIKES THIGHS THAT SIZEFATTY FATTY BOOM BA LATTY I GOTTA LAMENTTHAT YOU WERE NOT A GIRL YOU WERE AN EXPERIMENTCAUSE YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK(YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK)YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK(YOU`RE PRETTY WHEN I`M DRUNK)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 FUCKIN` DRUNK)