Ooo
Yeah, put me in, coach!
You're a
Constipated
Overrated
Out of style
Loser
I'm a cool cucumber
Riding on a beach cruiser
I don't give a flying fuck
About anythin' but groovin'
And I'm so young and dumb
Got time for trouble shootin'
I got limes for the 'ronas
Dimes from Arizona
Got some flowers from Ramona
While trippin' out in Trona
Got some power for your socket
Sunshine in my pocket
And my solar's flarin' up
Said she wanna ride my rocket
Doggy down to pound town
And bouncin' on the brown
She said I'm just tryna groove
From sun up to sundown
Got that bass in my face
When she dancing all around
I don't wanna hear nothin'
But that love makin' sound, baby!
Ooo
You're a
Constipated
Overrated
Out of style
Loser
I'm a cool cucumber
Riding on a beach cruiser
I don't give a flying fuck
About anythin' but groovin'
And I'm so young and dumb
Got time for trouble shootin'
Baby!
I got time for trouble shootin'
Baby!
I got time for trouble shootin'
Baby!
I got time for trouble shootin'
Baby!
I got time for trouble shootin'
I'm feelin' squiggly
I'm gettin' giggly, huh!
I'm feelin' squiggly
I'm gettin' giggly, huh!
I'm feelin' squiggly
I'm gettin' giggly, huh!
I'm feelin' squiggly
I'm gettin' giggly, huh!
