歌曲 | Underarms |
歌手 | Grandmaster Flash |
专辑 | Ba-Dop-Boom-Bang |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dukes, Glover, Smith, Vaughn ... | |
Well you got a hot date and you wanna be fly | |
Throw on a gucci blazer and a gucci tie | |
Not a hair out of place,a freshly-shaved face | |
You think you're walkin' out the house with style and grace | |
(don't you) | |
You pick up your girl and take her to dinner | |
'cause when the night is over you think you're gonna win her | |
Then you move real close using all your charm | |
And then your girl says "baby guess that" | |
(i smell your underarms) | |
That odor,it's ringin' out loud and clear as a bell | |
You can't hear it because you're immune to the smell | |
I describe your aroma as foul and pathetic | |
And they can use your odor as the latest anesthetic | |
Now i know that it's stone cold funk,i can tell | |
'cause it's written all over by the way you smell | |
That funk the aroma,that smell,that scent | |
You'll be arrested for malicious body odor intent | |
Your odor going 'round,doin' people bodily harm | |
And then somebody turned around and said | |
(i smell your underarms) | |
You woke up late for work usin' the same old line | |
Don't think i'm gonna wash my underarms this time | |
The more you ignore,the worse the smell grows | |
And you pick out all clothes by using your nose | |
It was the rush hour when i was on the train | |
And the smell of underarms was drivin' me insane | |
It was a sure-fire way of bringing me to my death | |
I couldn't hold a conversation,i was holding my breath | |
And you cold see the funk just like a cloud in the air | |
Was homeboy sittin' next to me,i swear! | |
And when i saw the direction this girl was leaning | |
You could hear homebody's underarms just screaming | |
(ugh.....) | |
(i smell your underarms) | |
Hanging at a party one night,all alone | |
Sippin' on a bottle of dom perignon | |
The crowd was on the floor,rocking the beat | |
Smelling like thay ain't bathed since last week | |
The smell was all through the house,cold rockin' the place | |
The funk fill the air like a fresh can of mace | |
When you raised your hands i had to sound tha alarm | |
A girl said "look,there's monster growin under his arm" | |
We were so shocked we couldn't even run (uhgh) | |
And they declared his arm public enemy number one | |
Now throw your hands in the air,if you want to party hard | |
Now put your hands back down,everybody's,'cause | |
You didn't use right guard | |
(i smell your underarms) |
zuo ci : Dukes, Glover, Smith, Vaughn ... | |
Well you got a hot date and you wanna be fly | |
Throw on a gucci blazer and a gucci tie | |
Not a hair out of place, a freshlyshaved face | |
You think you' re walkin' out the house with style and grace | |
don' t you | |
You pick up your girl and take her to dinner | |
' cause when the night is over you think you' re gonna win her | |
Then you move real close using all your charm | |
And then your girl says " baby guess that" | |
i smell your underarms | |
That odor, it' s ringin' out loud and clear as a bell | |
You can' t hear it because you' re immune to the smell | |
I describe your aroma as foul and pathetic | |
And they can use your odor as the latest anesthetic | |
Now i know that it' s stone cold funk, i can tell | |
' cause it' s written all over by the way you smell | |
That funk the aroma, that smell, that scent | |
You' ll be arrested for malicious body odor intent | |
Your odor going ' round, doin' people bodily harm | |
And then somebody turned around and said | |
i smell your underarms | |
You woke up late for work usin' the same old line | |
Don' t think i' m gonna wash my underarms this time | |
The more you ignore, the worse the smell grows | |
And you pick out all clothes by using your nose | |
It was the rush hour when i was on the train | |
And the smell of underarms was drivin' me insane | |
It was a surefire way of bringing me to my death | |
I couldn' t hold a conversation, i was holding my breath | |
And you cold see the funk just like a cloud in the air | |
Was homeboy sittin' next to me, i swear! | |
And when i saw the direction this girl was leaning | |
You could hear homebody' s underarms just screaming | |
ugh..... | |
i smell your underarms | |
Hanging at a party one night, all alone | |
Sippin' on a bottle of dom perignon | |
The crowd was on the floor, rocking the beat | |
Smelling like thay ain' t bathed since last week | |
The smell was all through the house, cold rockin' the place | |
The funk fill the air like a fresh can of mace | |
When you raised your hands i had to sound tha alarm | |
A girl said " look, there' s monster growin under his arm" | |
We were so shocked we couldn' t even run uhgh | |
And they declared his arm public enemy number one | |
Now throw your hands in the air, if you want to party hard | |
Now put your hands back down, everybody' s,' cause | |
You didn' t use right guard | |
i smell your underarms |
zuò cí : Dukes, Glover, Smith, Vaughn ... | |
Well you got a hot date and you wanna be fly | |
Throw on a gucci blazer and a gucci tie | |
Not a hair out of place, a freshlyshaved face | |
You think you' re walkin' out the house with style and grace | |
don' t you | |
You pick up your girl and take her to dinner | |
' cause when the night is over you think you' re gonna win her | |
Then you move real close using all your charm | |
And then your girl says " baby guess that" | |
i smell your underarms | |
That odor, it' s ringin' out loud and clear as a bell | |
You can' t hear it because you' re immune to the smell | |
I describe your aroma as foul and pathetic | |
And they can use your odor as the latest anesthetic | |
Now i know that it' s stone cold funk, i can tell | |
' cause it' s written all over by the way you smell | |
That funk the aroma, that smell, that scent | |
You' ll be arrested for malicious body odor intent | |
Your odor going ' round, doin' people bodily harm | |
And then somebody turned around and said | |
i smell your underarms | |
You woke up late for work usin' the same old line | |
Don' t think i' m gonna wash my underarms this time | |
The more you ignore, the worse the smell grows | |
And you pick out all clothes by using your nose | |
It was the rush hour when i was on the train | |
And the smell of underarms was drivin' me insane | |
It was a surefire way of bringing me to my death | |
I couldn' t hold a conversation, i was holding my breath | |
And you cold see the funk just like a cloud in the air | |
Was homeboy sittin' next to me, i swear! | |
And when i saw the direction this girl was leaning | |
You could hear homebody' s underarms just screaming | |
ugh..... | |
i smell your underarms | |
Hanging at a party one night, all alone | |
Sippin' on a bottle of dom perignon | |
The crowd was on the floor, rocking the beat | |
Smelling like thay ain' t bathed since last week | |
The smell was all through the house, cold rockin' the place | |
The funk fill the air like a fresh can of mace | |
When you raised your hands i had to sound tha alarm | |
A girl said " look, there' s monster growin under his arm" | |
We were so shocked we couldn' t even run uhgh | |
And they declared his arm public enemy number one | |
Now throw your hands in the air, if you want to party hard | |
Now put your hands back down, everybody' s,' cause | |
You didn' t use right guard | |
i smell your underarms |