L.A. Radio

Negro frijole

Death soldier, candy Christmas
I can't feel my hand

I would if I could
But I can't, so I won't
But I should, so I will

That was the dandy-fandy Hits 109, I'm Twinkie Bob. Caller six, you're on the air
Uh, can you play some Self?
Excuse me, who?
Some Self. Um... Self?
Alright kid, you got it. Here's some Seal, on Hits 106.9!

Take your hand off that sandwich and put it on my knee
(Put your hand, put your hand, put your hand on his knee)

Women, hello
Women, hello
Women, hello
Sexy sexy woman, women
I got you a sandwich

And I've been milking

Pretty whistle princess

I'll be finding my money left under the sign
Pull out my jimmy to the Queen of England

Fortune

Christ, you spilled magic on my feet again

You're not listening, it's, it's totally a woman's right to choose
NO IT'S NOT! NO IT'S NOT!

Da-da-doo

1981
1981

I hate my dad, I hate my dad, I hate my dad, I hate my dad
I hate my dad!

I can't seem to tell the truth
When I'm wearing more eyeliner than you

Yeah! I stick my song down your troat
Yeah! I stick my song down your troat
Yeah! I stick my song down your troat