The Fun Lovin Criminal - текст песни
The Fun Lovin' Criminal
One, two, three and I come with the redneck style Because you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile. . . And act gracious See I rob banks, I pull pranks, sometimes I eat Franks and knishes,best wishes, I'm vicious and here I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend.
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . . I'm more freaky than Disco 2000 I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night I never let the cops get wind of me I never say die I never take myself too seriously Cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly
Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Means with the green, murder on your spleen Living in a dream do you know what I mean Goateed indeed, smart like John Steed I'll steal your girlie and I'll steal your weed
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