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pan amsterdam - hall n oats lyrics

[pan amsterdam, spoken]
sup
so you’re already validating something
this early in the game?

[verse 1: pan amsterdam]
shoes and gloves comes in pairs
we’re wolfs[?] to to silverwares
you’re trying to beast
better mismatch at least
doc marten in a baseball cleat
might be effective
when it comes to you jukin’ a true detective
if that truly be ya main objective
some of y’all just be crying for help
with mental stealth
the thrill you got as a kid
when she would tell you to fasten your seatbelt
leprechauns using utensils for stencils
yelling “the bigger they are, the harder they fall!”
at ahmad jamal
i love music, but whose world is this?
still they went shorter when the real giant comes “fee fi fo fum,”
you’re an aerosmith but jenny’s got a gun
now stand there and act dumb
hall ‘n’ oates, one+on+one

[verse 2: williamson]
nyeeah
brrrrr
why haven’t you got anything?
come here
why haven’t you got anything?
come here
why haven’t you got anything?
come here
why haven’t you got anything?
why haven’t you got anything
when you are giving everything?
you are giving trophies and old+fashioned necklaces and big tables!
them loser fourteen steps away from the white cables
line up [sniff]
these [?] tryin’ to convince everybody that listen to [?]
shut up
yam yam
fu’ m’ way
shut up about david bowie!
oh god
even the oddly+tipped cropped+trouser crew
same ol’ sell+out tou[r]
but all the venues are really sma'[ll]
on purpose
this world don’t way for turtle and turt+uss [tortoise]
i had one as a kid
kept in the garage
but it wised up to the crack in the wall and thought
“f+ck this! i’m gone!”
keep your letters you lazy li’l sh+t
i’m going, you can do one
yeah, bad boy
i was here
brick wall, top+gob k!llroy
my knicker
cat burgler
i’m a robber
all these rap chickens call me mc clobber
i wear clothes i don’t drop ’em
’cause “drop ’em” has been hijacked by savage garden wrong’uns
where’s my review?
don’t give into toni braxton
have you been to the loo?
have you been for a poo+poo?
where’s my review?
have you been to the loo?
have you been for a poo+poo?
[verse 3: pan amsterdam]
ga+ga goo+goo
they ain’t going to write it up
and i don’t think like potty+trained dudes smells like b+tt
and since they’re a bit challenged i render them blameless
little d+ck be slipping from the sl!ck to the +n+s
what a pain+us
i dig a southern accent
but cat been over when rover came over
that’s how that went
numb yo+ho
reng+y cure
what’s love got to do with it?
naught bush, i’m through with it
choo+choo, all aboard the train
to learn dog wushu
what can you do?
telegraphing kicks sent me all day taekwondo+do
my style be qi gong
d+ckslap you in the face with qi
i be see foo’
yes he hung
you told harpo to beat me
the color purple is what you’ll see, son
now stand there and act dumb
hall ‘n’ oats, she is gone

- pan amsterdam lyrics

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