Me + Yr Daughter

Suckaz wanna roll tryin' to get that gold
But they never gonna get your daughter that way
Brothaz like me know to be squeaky clean
play it cool for the parents

I picked her up in my Trans Am Baby
We hit the night like a slap in the face

Me and your daughter
Never been hotter
Rockin’ this party

Me and your daughter
Touchin’ my body
she is so lovely

Me and your daughter
Hotter and hotter
Suspended in sweet, sweet summer love
It’s the kind of thing
You don’t want to end
So don’t make us go home ever again!

Take a chance on me, she'll be my dancing queen
and she'll always be home by midnight
But before that time we're gonna get out of line
Play it cool in the basement

She read my mind, there’s no time to waste
There’s nothing wrong with a little bump and grind

I need her love and it’s legit
You must admit that we just fit

Slow Motion Tag Team

All my friends are in a jazz band
Or in your sister's band
They do Curtis Mayfield covers
Makes the kids wanna dip under their covers

All my friends
They do their best to look real nice
They get all jazzed up on the weekends
whipping out the Slow Motion Tag Team

Jane thinks we’re art fags
I don’t know what Jane means
Bandana Heart Police
Are coming
They saw you on the internet

We’re gonna get Hologram Love Machine,
turtlenecks, and Slow Motion Tag Team

I don’t feel like going outside today

I put on Angelo Bond
and lay you down
I got a heart-on
it’s ‘cause I’m still young

All my friends come out in the dark
do somersaults down a hill in the park
staring at themselves in a mirror and understand:
"I don’t count myself as my own friend”

We’re gonna get Hologram Love Machine,
turtlenecks, and Slow Motion Tag Team

All my friends are looking for their device
To make it fit, to make it feel alright!

Make it fit!
(Yeah!)
Feel alright!
(Yeah!)
Make it fit!
(Yeah!)
Feel alright!

Iceage Babeland

Keep it strictly on the dancefloor
Otherwise what’s your booty for?
Girl, you know that I can deliver
Satisfaction shoots a shiver
And if you wanna shack up after the show
Girl, just let me know
I don’t get starstruck anymore
Baby, I’m a headliner

When the lights go out
Our love will sprout
There’s a glimmer in your eye
And it’s blinding

Iceage Babeland
It’s a nice place for a hot band
We’re in a Iceage Babeland
It’s a nice place for a hot band

The way you move your J. Lo is so divine
C’mon backstage if you want it signed
I can be your guilty pleasurer
Baby, I’m your headliner

Mouth Full of Bones

I’m trying not to smile
‘cause I know you’re looking
Can you smell the smell
of what our hearts are cooking?

I don’t even know your name
But you’re on my brain
I wish I could speak your tongue
‘cause you got me so, so, so sprung

I don’t know “Pretty Girl”
I don’t speak that language
Try to communicate
‘cause I wanna procreate
Comes out like a mouth full of bones
Ooh, no one knows
how much I need your love
I need your love

I want to make you my love and my boo
I want to make you my boo and my love

If it’s love then set it free
It’s got to be where it’s got to be
And I know that you'll need me
Give it time and then you'll see

Holding Hands in the Shower

Got the wedding invites you couldn’t send
Got my vagrant wife to attend
She didn’t like the dress that I carefully pressed
She didn’t like bridesmaid that I undressed

I’ve been as sick as a sweaty seal
who lost his tricks at the Jeopardy wheel
Why won’t you just be real?
This is real
This is real

When I’m gone everything is fine
but in your arms I just want to die
When I’m gone everything is fine
but in your arms I just want to die
So make the face like we’re having fun
Go on pretend that you’re still the one
Yeah, make the face like we’re having fun
Make the face

You look beautiful in the star
But the feeling’s gone
But the feeling’s gone

Everything looks pretty from afar
But the feeling’s wrong
But the feeling’s wrong

Now we’re holding hands in the shower
But the feeling’s gone
But the feeling’s gone

I sense this is our final hour
‘Cause the feeling’s wrong
‘Cause the feeling’s all wrong

You wanna lip lock?
You wanna make it hot?
Get tongue-tied?
On a slip-n-slide?
You wanna talk a lot?
Make it steamy hot?
In a phone booth
We get tooth to tooth

L.A. Noir

She’s one-up on everyone that I know
(She likes to kiss and talk)

She’s got a supernatural it-girl vibe
(Just connect the dots)

Your face beams light through computer screens
Giving boys like them those shiny dreams
Tonight, baby

My eyes are machines that stop with you
I got enough street cred to rock with you
Tonight, baby, baby

I’m dippin’ in that L.A. noir
I’ve been sleepin’ three days in my car

Rock mom jeans
Too high, too tight
You’ve got it
(Hard to play it right)

So close to
your lemon lips
You got grace, girl
(Like a tigers touch)

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I came into this world
to try and get in your world
I came into your town
try to get down
We never gon' be alone
no hours on the phone
I'm gonna call you my baby
that's why...

I’m dippin’ in that L.A. noir
I’ve been sleepin’ three days in my car
I’m so in love with you
I’m sailing feelin’ the boom, boom, boom

Getting’ drunk off that air
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sippin’
Wanna get with you girl
Dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dippin’
Getting’ late--2 A.M.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tickin’
I don’t care won’t sleep tonight
Stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stickin’

Staying Cool

Stayin’ cool
Keepin’ warm
Stayin’ dry
Out in the storm

Stayin’ cool
Lookin’ fresh
Gonna meet you
In the flesh

--
Bring it back
All the way
Bring it back
All the way home

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I wanna fit
I wanna fit your needs
(I wanna keep you clean)

‘Sorta mean
To let you drift downstream
(You’re my gold baby)

I’ll pick you up
I’ll pick you up let’s leave
(On this dreamtrain)

Movin’ fast
At the speed of love
(Light speed love)

Staying cool
And we’re diggin’ it all
(And it feels alright)

Don’t loose the feelin'
You gotta keep it up
(I’m a matador)

Bedroom Costume

When I moved to this neighborhood
I didn’t know I’d have it so good
‘Cause you give me a special treat
Every night before I fall asleep

The first time I didn’t know
That this would be a regular show
I’m so scared that you’ll find out
So I gotta tell you now

I see you in your room
You’re wearing your bedroom costume
You should really close the blinds
Whose fault is it—yours or mine?

By now I know you know
But you’d never guess
How long I’ve watched you too
You think it’s just coincidence
When you get a little glimpse

I’m watching you
watching me
watching you
watching me!

Hush Hush

She is a dangerous outlaw
(She’s got the boys all makin’ noise)

She’s hot, but she’s a liar
(She’s got the boys like little toys)

Hush, hush
Girl, you talk too much
Whoa, whoa
Keep it on the down low

There’s a trail of hearts broken
(She’s got the boys all makin' noise)

Grapes on her vine are poison
(She’s got the boys like little toys)

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High school sucks!

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She is a dangerous outlaw
She’s hot, but she’s a liar
There’s a trail of hearts broken
Grapes on her vine are made of poison

Beard Lust

Look at my facial hair!
(Oh man, hot damn, it’s everywhere!)
(Where’d you get that beard?)
I grew it
(How do you keep it so clean?)
I shampoo it
(Yeah!)

I really wish I could grow a mustache
(Why don’t you?)
Well, frankly, I don’t have the cash
You gotta take care of your facial hair
Otherwise it gets scruffy and bare
The elements of style
For the beard owner
The essential manual
For owners of beards

Trim it, cut it, comb it, style it
Clean it, and scent with violet
Love it, but don’t get violent
Rub it, but not in public
Eat with it, but don’t get messy
The only rule is keep it classy!

I was on a fishing boat
And I tried to grow a beard but it wouldn’t float
Three weeks later out at sea
I realized this beard wasn’t working for me
I tried to shave it off but I had no cream
Everyone on the boat could hear me scream!

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Love for me
And love for you
Love for each other
Baby be my boo

Love for me
And love for you
Lust for my beard
Look at what I grew

Look at my sexy facial hair
Oh man, hot-damn, it’s everywhere!

It’s everywhere!
It’s everywhere!
It’s everywhere!

Sophisticated Side Ponytail

I like it when you say you got a gun in your bag
That’s so hot
That’s so hot

I like it when you say you’re gonna kill JT
Turns me on
Turns me on

I like it when you say you’re gonna beat kids up
Gets me off
Gets me off

I like it when you say you’d go gay for Ben
That’s so bomb
That’s so bomb

Do you like my ponytail?
(I do! I do!)
My sideways ponytail?
(It’s true! It’s true!)

Do you wanna see Shamu with me?
(Yes I do! I love Shamu!)
Do you wanna go to the oyster fest?
(Yes, oh, yes! That’s the best!)
Do you wanna go on the tilt-a-whirl?
(C’mon girl, ‘til you hurl)

I can be the captain of your submarine
(That's my dream 'cause we're a team)
I could be the subject of your neck tattoo
(Just for you, it's overdue)
We could burn our bags when we graduate
(That'd be great. It's a date!)
You know, you don't have to answer everything I say...
(Okay!)

The Malibu Highlife

I don’t see the way
The way you see
Or feel the way you’re feeling
But I can see how you look
And I can feel how your skin feels

Uh-Yeah-Oooh-Yeah!
Uh-Yeah-Oooh-Yeah!
Uh-Yeah-Oooh-Yeah!
That’s what I love

I pressed
My ear
Your chest
I couldn’t hear a heartbeat
Because you’re cold
Uh-oh-ooh-whoa-oh!

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Bright hot nights
The soft, soft morning light
And you, my cool, cool ice cube girl
You’ve lost every ounce of special magic glow
I don’t know where the hell’d our lovin’ feelin’ go?

You were always my favorite color
but now the color has stained my shirt
My ears are bloody bleeding
turn the closed captions on

Get out before I have the chance to change my mind
Don't wanna see you back here a second time
Say you wanna try to light the flames--
won't never ever be the same

I’m not in love with you
I’m in love with what we do
I’m not in love with you
I’m in love with what we do

Confections

She sweet-talked me all night long
But it did not fill me up
Oh, no, no, no!

She wanted to get some play
but I told her to stay away
Come on girl, save it for another day

“Do-do-do-do-do you want some candy?
You can have all you want
Do-do-do-do-do you want some candy?
‘Cause I got nothing else
Nothing else, nothing else
So here’s some chocolate candy"

We spent the afternoon
spooning sugar in her room
This might sound mean
but that girl ain’t sweet as she seems

She’s a bad candy apple
But I can’t resist her charms
I’ve got a wicked sweet tooth
But it’s never done me harm
Until this girl came
And tried to gain my confections

All the chocolates
In your pockets
Are gonna melt!

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We feel like confections secret brew
We send our affections out to you
We feel like confections secret brew
We send our affections out to you