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Uncle Larry's hooked on ice again |
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He seems to be stuck in the 80's |
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He wears his 'members only' jacket |
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'Cause he thinks it turns on all the ladies |
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And all the white folks shake their asses |
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Looking for the two and four |
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Well, I'll have mine in martini glasses |
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'Cause I can't take it anymore |
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These are the days of empty kitchens |
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The rise and fall of Mary Ellen's hairdo |
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I think she's found a new religion |
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Studying the Kabbalah in her J.Crew |
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And all the rich kids shake their asses |
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Looking for the two and four |
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Well, I'll have mine with Blackstrap molasses |
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'Cause I can't taste it anymore |
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No, 'cause I can't taste it anymore |
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My friend Gregg says, "It's all good |
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As the eastern seaboard's blown away |
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Now everything is going half-price |
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So look at all the money we saved" |
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And all the politicians shake their asses |
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Looking for the back door |
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I'll just be hanging out with the lasses |
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'Cause they don't like the boys no more |
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No and I can't take it anymore |
