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the lonely island – ihop lyrics

[verse 1: andy samberg]
got oakleys on my face to keep the sun from coming in
i’m swinging at the ball and that’s a double h-m-nym
ain’t no one that can touch me, i got trouble cuddling
in the forty-forty club and i ain’t s-s-stuttering
the name’s jose, they call me yoplait
i’m a low fat treat that the ladies wanna lay
and in a melee, bring style to the brawl
’cause i’ll punch you in a poncho and i’ll shake you in a shawl
hit the ball so f-cking hard you can hear the cow it came from scream
plus my mane got the sheen
i mean its mean to disrupt the mean, but i meant to
this ain’t bill buckner’s legs, you don’t know what i went through
and i got news to present you
my collect calls to your mama got sent through
in her crib so much, i should pay rent, too
“devil down below” when they ask me, “who sent you?”

[verse 2: akiva schaffer]
the house of pancakes is my favorite place
i love the booth seating and i love-a the taste
my andros are part of a nutritious breakfast
my necks so big that it broke-a my necklace
slipped on the puka sh-lls on the floor
had to go re-up at the puka sh-ll store
“hey, mark, welcome back to your favorite shop”
yo, shut the f-ck up and put the pukas in the box
“okay, big mac, there’s no need to be rude”
i’m sorry bob, it’s the steroids, they f-ck with my mood
now put the pukas in the bag before i blow my top
cause me and jose about to smash back to ihop

- the lonely island lyrics

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