You’re my future wife I’m your future man I come to you From a distant land I say these words So you understand I fell in love with you I was bussing plates You were sitting there I saw your big brown eyes And your golden hair You didn’t mind When I stopped and stared I fell in love with you It was new with me To see someone like you Synchronicity Will see us through I buy you now This sexy dress You put it on And I caress A gentle heart An endless kiss I fell in love with you

To be alone with your sweetheart Now that’s, that’s the idea To pledge your soul and never part Now that’s, that’s the idea That’s the idea (To never be alone) That’s the idea (When all is said and done) That’s the idea (To understand your life) That’s the idea (Find your future wife) To be together forever and ever Now that’s, that’s the idea To shelter each other no matter the weather Now that’s, that’s the idea That’s the idea (To find a special mate) That’s the idea (Before it is too late) That’s the idea (And when that one you find) That’s the idea (She will be true and kind) To live too fast and die too young Now that’s, that’s the idea To marry, have kids, and some fun Now that’s, that’s the idea That’s the idea

I don’t want to talk about it Don’t wanna squawk about it Don’tcha balk about it I don’t wanna sing about it I don’t wanna think about it Not a thing about it I don’t wanna hurt about it I’m in a hurry about it So don’t worry about it I just want it all to end Can we be friends And if not, pretend Don’t worry about it Don’t worry about what they say Don’t worry about it People are changing (3x) every day I wanna take as much as I can So why don’t you Give, give, give? (Ooh, wee!) I’m looking out for number one And I’m gonna Live, live, live! (3x) Yeah! I don’t want to talk about it Don’t wanna walk about it Don’tcha balk about it I wanna forget it all Have myself a ball See ya later, y’all I don’t want to talk about it Don’t want to talk about it Don’t want to talk about it with you

Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money? Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money? You think this is funny, Denny? You think this is funny? You shake like a bunny, Denny You shake like a bunny Don’t you see my gunny, Denny? Don’t you see my gunny? Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money? I was playing basketball Up on the rooftop Looking for you When in to my life You again do drop Isn’t it true? By coincidence An acquaintance Will visit today By my watch it’s clear That appointment’s a mere Five minutes away I don’t have five fucking minutes (It’ll be here, I swear) I can’t be here all day (It’s coming, we’re good) The meter has reached the limit (You’re not being fair) And the fines I cannot pay (I’m misunderstood) I needed some money So I bought some drugs When all that I needed Were Lisa’s hugs And Johnny’s love He’s just like my dad And Lisa’s mom That I never had Lisa’s Johnny’s honey, Denny Lisa’s Johnny’s honey Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money? San Francisco’s sunny, Denny San Francisco’s sunny Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money? Denny, I’m only gonna ask you eight more times. Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money? Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money? Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money? Where’s my fucking money, Denny? Where’s my fucking money?

There was a girl That I used to know (and she ended up in-a the hospital on Guerrero Street) She had a guy And he loved her so (and she ended up in-a the hospital on Guerrero Street) And then he found out That she had another man (and she ended up in-a the hospital on Guerrero Street) And then he found out That she had another ten So… I wouldn’t wanna Mess with the future wife Of some other guy (or you might be ending up in-a the hospital on Guerrero Street) You never know If he might Have to let the fists fly (and you might be ending up in-a the hospital on Guerrero Street) If that happens I wouldn’t Want to be in your seat (and you might be ending up in-a the hospital on Guerrero Street) Or you’ll be Ending up In-a the Hospital On Guerrero Street. (ending up in-a the hospital on Guerrero Street)

If there was more love in the world More people would love one another And if more people loved one another There would be more love in the world If you start to plan too much It may not turn out right And if your plans don’t turn out right Well, maybe you plan too much If there was more love in the world More people would love one another And if more people loved one another There would be more love in the world You need not always speak of love It’s something that you feel And if the love you feel is love that you feel You need not speak of love If there was more love in the world More people would love one another And if more people loved one another There would be more love in the world

Lisa! You’re tearing me apart You’re ripping me to shreds You’re clawing at my heart, ripping at my soul And leaving me for dead You’re killing all our love You’re turning it to hate I curse the skies above, cry with all my might Wondering if it’s not too late You’re murdering my being You’re rending me to bits All our hopes and dreams, you smashed to smithereens And it’s giving me the fits You’re tearing me apart You’re ripping me to shreds You’re clawing at my heart, you’re ripping at my soul I curse the skies above, I cry with all my might All our hopes and dreams, you smashed to smithereens You’re tearing me apart, Lisa!

It’s the saddest of wit, a real tragedy You may want to sit, or even flee Go on, I’m listening I was making out with Michelle, in your living room When rang the doorbell, and we must leave soon But in donning our clothes, a detail I missed One garment forgotten, misplaced aft our tryst I went to retrieve, but Claudette was quick Like you wouldn’t believe it, and I start to get sick She shows it to everyone, and I start to cry So if you hear about it in town, this is the reason why Oh! Everybody’s talking about me underwears That me left behind in Johnny’s lairs Beneath me clothes me completely bares And now everybody’s talking about me underwears Everybody’s talking about me underwears Claudette’s waving it around up in the airs When the people see it they will stop and stares And now everybody’s talking about me underwears I get the picture, about what you say This kind of thing, happens every day When you say “underwear” tell me what do you mean This word you say “underwear” I’ve never seen Everybody’s talking about me underwears Me hate to tell you it’s me only pairs With all of the stains and the pubic hairs Everybody’s talking about me underwears Me underwears (ah, ah, ah, ah) Me underwears (ah, ah, ah, ah) Me underwears!

Harold, my jerk brother Is annoying your mother So why do I bother And worry myself? Dollar signs he’s seeing And now he’s believing That he is receiving A share of the wealth But we had agreed That house belongs to me It’s the money I need Because I don’t have my health It’s an awkward situation That’s bringing aggravation It’s a complex complication That’s what we have here Shirley Hamilton has said That she needs a homestead But she can’t buy a bed She nearly cried So I asked your husband Johnny If he’d loan her money He laughed like it’s funny And then he replied It’s an awkward situation That’s ruining reputations It’s a complex complication That’s what we have here It’s an awkward, (It’s an awkward, It’s an awkward, It’s an awkward,) It’s an awkward, situation right here It’s an awkward, (It’s an awkward, It’s an awkward, It’s an awkward,) It’s an awkward, situation my dear And now you are saying That from him you are straying The field you’ve been playing It’s over, I fear It’s an awkward situation Reigning desperation It’s a complex complication That’s what we have here

I can’t go to Bay-To-Breakers this year There’s too many weirdos It’s not the distance to run that I fear It’s merely the weirdos It’s not the dawn’s early light, or the hills that I climb Or the sweat I must spill in this uneven clime Or the twists and the turns in the roads as they wind It’s the weirdos I won’t be running the race with you two fine men I can’t stand the weirdos It’s not that I wouldn’t want to see you again It’s ‘cause of the weirdos I’d love to go see The beautiful scenery And the feeling so free But it simply won’t be And the reason for me Is the weirdos The weirdos The weirdos

I feel like I’m sitting on an Atomic bomb And it’s about to blow us all to Kingdom come And when this bomb goes off It’s gonna blow us all away! Cause Lisa’s got a lot of really Bad news And it’s gonna give Johnny the Sad blues And when he finds out, who knows What he’s gonna say? And when this bomb goes off, it’s going boom, boom! And when this bomb goes off, it’s going boom, boom! And when this bomb goes off, it’s going boom, boom, boom! It’s gonna pull us down! It’s gonna shake us up! When it hits the ground And breaks us up! I feel like I’m sitting on an Atomic bomb That’s gonna send us all to the Mausoleum And when this bomb goes off Who knows who’s gonna pay? And when this bomb goes off, it’s going boom, boom! And when this bomb goes off, it’s going boom, boom! And when this bomb goes off, it’s going boom, boom, boom! And when this bomb goes off, it’s going to blow us And when this bomb goes off, it’s going to blow us And when this bomb goes off, it’s going to blow us, all away!

Why don’t you keep your… Stupid comments, in your pocket Or in your shiny locket Or tucked way, down your shirt Or buried, in the dirt? You’re just a chicken Cheep cheep, cheep cheep You’ll get a lickin’ My pain is deep Why don’t you keep your… Stupid comments, in your pocket Or jam them, in your eye socket Or with your pheasant, under glass Or you can stick them, up your ass I’m fed up with this world, I’m sad, I’m bitter With boys versus girls But I’m no quitter Lisa’s a cheat And she got caught Who I didn’t beat It’s bullshit, I did not

Oh, hi Mark How’s your sex life? Mine is not so grand Oh hi Denny I can’t play football right now, I hope you understand Oh, hi doggie I just came to say Goodbye Mark, goodbye Denny, goodbye, doggie Oh, hi Claudette I hope your Breast is feeling good Oh, hi Chris-R I hope that you Are in a better mood Oh, hi doggie I just came to say Goodbye, Claudette, goodbye, Chris-R, goodbye, doggie Oh, hi Peter You are our Good psychologist friend Oh, hi Steven Uh, Who are you again? Oh, hi doggie I just came to say Goodbye Peter, goodbye Steven, goodbye, doggie Oh, hi Mike Are you somewhere making Out with Michelle? Oh, hi Lisa You bitch, You can go to hell Oh, hi doggie I just came

You’ll have it bad You’ll never be free You’re gonna be sad For eternity If you were on fire I wouldn’t pee You cheatin’ liar You’ll never have me You’ll never have me (8x) You’re gonna be alone All the rest of your time You won’t have no phone You won’t be mine Won’t have no car Won’t have no hair But most of all I won’t be there You’ll never have me (8x)