1984, lyin in the grass

First time I ever got some ass

Pop rock in my mouth, wanna go down South

But the Whopper in my stomach really gave me gas

Listen you crazy motherfucker, let's skip class

I got a fresh pack of Hubba Bubba Berry Blast

I got money to kill and ants to burn

Drag car to the mall and a salon perm

Michael Jackson's got a glove, Prince is cryin like a dove

And the radio is kickin that song "I Need Love"

I do too

So I hit the pavement with my homeboy Stu

Break out the cardboard, break out the beatbox

Take off your new shoes, pop-lockin in socks

Hey Stu I got the robot, down on lock

I got a Cabbage Patch Kid and he's still in the box

Where's the beef, where where, where's the beef (BRING THE BEEF BACK BITCH~!)

Where's the beef, where where, where's the beef (WHO'S GOT BEEF?)

Where's the beef?

Motherfucker it's in your teeth

While your girlfriend's underneath

While you're chewin I'm pursuin started screwin that superfreak

She may be superfreaky, but I'm super cool

I got a He-Man thermos that I rock at school

My LaCosta's clean, and I'm fresh and on scene

Got a Rubik's Cube can't figure out mean

I got a Rubik's Cube too but mines all black

I just peel off all the stickers and don't put 'em back

Nancy got me feelin antsy, say no to drugs

Mr. Drummond's givin Arnold & Willis more hugs

Where's the beef, where where, where's the beef

Where's the beef, where where, where's the beef

To the left (left left)

To the right (right right)

To the left (left left)

To the right (right right)

Now everybody~!

Are you ready to dance

DJ break it down like this

{*scratching then beat to fade*}