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Album: Hooray For Boobies (2000)
Artists: Bloodhound Gang

  1. A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper is
  2. A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper Is Crying
  3. Along Comes Mary
  4. Hell Yeah
  5. Hidden Track
  6. I Hope You Die
  7. Magna Cum Nada
  8. Mama Say
  9. Mama's Boy
  10. Mope
  11. Right Turn Clyde
  12. Right Turn Klyde
  13. RSVP
  14. Take The Long Way Home
  15. That Cough Came With A Prize
  16. The 10 Coolest Things About New Jersey
  17. The Bad Touch
  18. The Ballad Of Chasey Lain
  19. The Cough That Came With A Prize
  20. The Inevitable Return of the Great White Dope
  21. The Ten Coolest Things About New Jersey
  22. This Is Stupid
  23. Three Point One Four
  24. Yummy Down On This


Bloodhound Gang
Hooray For Boobies
The Bad Touch
("Ha ha, well now! We call this the act of mating. But there are several
other very important differences between human beings and animals that you
should know about.")

(whisper: "I'd appreciate your input")

Sweat, baby, sweat, baby sex is a Texas drought me
and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about
So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts
Yes, I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up
You've had enough of two-hand touch, you want it rough, you're out of bounds
I want to you smothered, want you covered, like my Waffle House hash browns
Come quicker than Fed Ex, never reaching apex like Coca-Cola stock you are
inclined to make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time




CHORUS:
(do it now)
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
(do it again now)
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
(gettin' horny now)

Love, the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket
Like the lost catacombs of Egypt, only God knows where we stuck it
Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific, I wanna be down in your South Seas
But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean, means "small craft
advisory"
So if I capsize in your thighs, high tide, B-5, you sunk my battle ship
Please turn me on, I'm Mr. Coffee with an automatic drip
So show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time", you'll Lovett just like
Lyle
And then we'll do it doggie style so we can both watch X-Files

(Chorus)
(repeat)
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