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Interprète Paul Resnick

Paroles de la chanson A Song About Nothing par Paul Resnick lyrics officiel

A Song About Nothing est une chanson en Anglais

I was in the pool
I was in the pool
Then I got bumped from Career Day at school

Ya, my name's Buck Naked, Even-Steven of luck
But you can call me Lupé if you want a no-tuck
Oh, you don't even know what a write-off is
You're covered in butter and in love with the Wiz
Who had the big salad but mentioned the bisque
Then he took it out when you beat him at Risk
And I'm a risk expert. That's what makes this so hard
I don't really work here but have a chair for the guard
And you're an anti-dentite. Ya, you, you old bag
You're a phony two-face. I'm the number one dad
But can't return a jacket simply for spite
No, coffee's not coffee when it's late at night
When you're using my move, if it's not you, it's me
I'm not bald, just balding and she's bald-bald, Jerry
So we sit like idiots with coffee and no cake
While pissy Poppy got sloppy and still hates The Drake
Who calls out Cartwright for double-dipping his chips
And believe it or not Elaine did do the kicks
She finally has grace. Oh, she's gonna need it
But it's not a lie, you see if you believe it
Like helping a man move is going all the way
But when a man makes it move my mom thinks that we're gay
Oh, it was good-naked when we all saw Jane topless
I had a statue before she stole my place spotless
I had a Bro, no Manzier for supporting the team
Ya, that's right. But you had wooden teeth in my dream
Wooooooo
And said The dingo ate your baby just like an Australian
Jimmy's back in town and wants to be my new latex salesman
But he's a bum, stole my wallet. My wallet's gone
He looks like a pirate with a puffy shirt on
But if only his cheeks had a pinkish hue
I'd do the opposite and eat muffin stumps too
I'd scream, Serenity now, you hoochie momma
I'd grab spectacular boobs while in the sauna
While my shirt's in the oven at three-twenty-five
I'm stuck on step nine 'cause I won't apologize
For taking your test down at the Dream Cafe
Moops! It's Moores than trivial games that we play
When we slip a Junior Mint right past the surgeon
and you're in this contest, you're dating a virgin
Trapped in a limousine with O'Brien and Murphy
Too scared to say, These pretzels are making me thirsty
Causing constant cravings, but still no yearnings
And wearing the pants that I was returning
I'd like to help out but can't spare a square
It's not a top, dear...It's underwear
There're two cups in the front, two loops in the back
I stop short with your mother in pimp Cadillacs
When I see an astronaut pen that writes upside down
I bust out checks for every Today Sponge downtown
Because you can't watch TV while you eat your dinner
You can't use skinny mirrors to make my ass thinner
Anyone can take reservations. Let's see what you're holding
My Christmas card's rated R cause my nipple is showing
Not that there is anything wrong with that
Which is where I come in, ya, right on splat
Oooooooh
The sea was angry that day and you're schmoopie too
You know this counts as your meal so no soup for you
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Auteur: PAUL RESNICK
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