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We’re ween! ha ha ha!
Comin’ to ya!
East coast flavor! ha ha!
Uhh...
Alright, this is called mister richard smoker by ween...
1, 2, 3, 4!
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo bow!
Mister richard smoker, you’re a poopy poker
Chardonnay & cocaine in the spa
Pantyhose and aqua-net
Little boys on crystal meth
Tonight we’ll tango in the street
You eat dark meat
Mister richard smoker, you’re a chicken choker
Tonight you’re gonna let it all hang out
Pantyhose and aqua-net
Smoking menthol cigarettes
Tonight we’ll tango in the street
You eat dark meat
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo bow!
Yeah!
You eat dark meat
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo bow!
Mister richard smoker, you’re an ono yoker
Cognac and black coffee with the boys
Dancin’ in your buster browns
Whirlin’ to the techno sounds
Your hands are wet, your hair is slick
You smoke big dick
Mister richard smoker, you’re a velvet coker
Bruce and geoff will pick you up at ten
Friday night, dancin’ in the city
Friday night, gotta look pretty
Tonight we’ll tango in the street
You eat dark meat
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo bow! yeah!
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo bow! whoa!
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo bow! hey!
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo bow!
Out of fuckin’ control here tonight, huh? I’ll tell ya!
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