Weird Al Lyrics

Leprechaun smoking

I'll bet you're magically delicious, like a bowl of Lucky Charms

When I came back again my car was gone. Well, I didn't know it was a loading zone

Aaaaahhhhhhhhaaahhhh!

I wish that I was cross-eyed, girl...so I could see you twice

Since you've been gone, well it feels like I'm getting tetanus shots every day

I couldn't feel any worse if you dropped a two-ton bowling ball on my toes

He said, "I'm sorry kid, you're late with the payments. It's time to kiss your little car goodbye"

I like your skeletal structure, baby. You're an ectomorph, no doubt

But when I hit those big speed bumps, my darling little rhinestone pumps, keep slippin' off the mother-lovin' clutch

And when you look at me that special way, it's hard for me to keep my lunch down

They're hidin' between my toes. They're lurkin' in every kiss. I got 'em way up my nose, in every orafice

I don't have a library card, But do you mind if I check you out?

Drivin' a big ol' truck. Pedal to the metal, hope I don't run out of luck

No more pie now, No more créme brulee. Lay off the gravy and souffle

He was a prepubescent flyin' ace, and the minute Jabba started off that race...well, I knew who would win first place. Oh yes, it was our boy

Well, I know he built C-3PO...And I've heard how fast his pod can go

And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn, could talk the federation into maybe cutting them a little slack

A long, long time ago, In a galaxy far away...Naboo was under an attack

Shouldn't have got up this morning, should've known it's just one of those days

Walkin' down the shopping aisles, shopping aisles, Filling up my basket with Oscar Meyer

Rollin' down the highway until the break of dawn. Drivin' a truck with my high heels on

Oh, I don't mind when my crotchless panties creep right up on me

Nobody's sure what I do here, and uh, that's just fine with me

I love to watch my boss get angry, so I can count the veins in his neck

Oh, they're just jealous cause I've seen PORKY'S twenty-seven times this week

I'd rather dive into a swimming pool filled with double-edged razor blades, than spend one more minute with you

Spreadin' on the mustard now, show me how. Spread it on a litle of this bologna

Just gimme some Lysol spray. Just hand me a moist towelette

I'd rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks