歌曲 | Young, Dumb & Ugly |
歌手 | Weird Al Yankovic |
专辑 | Alapalooza |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Yankovic | |
We're dangerous dudes, we got bad attitudes | |
Most of our brain cells are gone | |
We were born to be bad, you better not make us mad | |
Or we just might toilet paper your lawn | |
We got a reputation 'round these parts | |
We only leave a ten percent tip | |
Sometimes we don't return our shoping carts | |
Stay out of our way and don't you give us no lip | |
'cause we're young... dumb and ugly | |
That's what we are | |
We're so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We wear black leather in the hottest weather | |
You can't imagine the smell | |
We got three-day stubble, our names spell trouble | |
T-r-u-b-e-l | |
Reaisin' hell, bendin' the rules just a little | |
We're livin' only for thrills | |
We squeeze our tooothpaste tubes from the middle | |
And wait until the last minute to pay our telephone bills | |
'cause we're young... dumb and ugly | |
You better believe it | |
We're young... young, dumb and ugly | |
I'll tell you again | |
We're so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We're comin' to your town | |
Yeah, we're young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We're wild, reckless men, we're on a rampage again | |
We drive with just one hand on the wheel | |
Danger's in our soul, we're goin' out of control | |
Swimmin' right after a big heavy meal | |
We're there wherever trouble's starting | |
We're rebels without a clue | |
We drink milk right from the carton | |
And keep our library books 'till they're way overdue | |
'cause we're young... dumb and ugly | |
That's what we are | |
We're so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
You can't stop us | |
We're young... we're so young, dumb and ugly | |
Young, dumb & ugly | |
We're young... we're young, dumb and ugly | |
So ugly | |
Young... dumb... & ugly |
zuo ci : Yankovic | |
We' re dangerous dudes, we got bad attitudes | |
Most of our brain cells are gone | |
We were born to be bad, you better not make us mad | |
Or we just might toilet paper your lawn | |
We got a reputation ' round these parts | |
We only leave a ten percent tip | |
Sometimes we don' t return our shoping carts | |
Stay out of our way and don' t you give us no lip | |
' cause we' re young... dumb and ugly | |
That' s what we are | |
We' re so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We wear black leather in the hottest weather | |
You can' t imagine the smell | |
We got threeday stubble, our names spell trouble | |
Trubel | |
Reaisin' hell, bendin' the rules just a little | |
We' re livin' only for thrills | |
We squeeze our tooothpaste tubes from the middle | |
And wait until the last minute to pay our telephone bills | |
' cause we' re young... dumb and ugly | |
You better believe it | |
We' re young... young, dumb and ugly | |
I' ll tell you again | |
We' re so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We' re comin' to your town | |
Yeah, we' re young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We' re wild, reckless men, we' re on a rampage again | |
We drive with just one hand on the wheel | |
Danger' s in our soul, we' re goin' out of control | |
Swimmin' right after a big heavy meal | |
We' re there wherever trouble' s starting | |
We' re rebels without a clue | |
We drink milk right from the carton | |
And keep our library books ' till they' re way overdue | |
' cause we' re young... dumb and ugly | |
That' s what we are | |
We' re so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
You can' t stop us | |
We' re young... we' re so young, dumb and ugly | |
Young, dumb ugly | |
We' re young... we' re young, dumb and ugly | |
So ugly | |
Young... dumb... ugly |
zuò cí : Yankovic | |
We' re dangerous dudes, we got bad attitudes | |
Most of our brain cells are gone | |
We were born to be bad, you better not make us mad | |
Or we just might toilet paper your lawn | |
We got a reputation ' round these parts | |
We only leave a ten percent tip | |
Sometimes we don' t return our shoping carts | |
Stay out of our way and don' t you give us no lip | |
' cause we' re young... dumb and ugly | |
That' s what we are | |
We' re so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We wear black leather in the hottest weather | |
You can' t imagine the smell | |
We got threeday stubble, our names spell trouble | |
Trubel | |
Reaisin' hell, bendin' the rules just a little | |
We' re livin' only for thrills | |
We squeeze our tooothpaste tubes from the middle | |
And wait until the last minute to pay our telephone bills | |
' cause we' re young... dumb and ugly | |
You better believe it | |
We' re young... young, dumb and ugly | |
I' ll tell you again | |
We' re so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We' re comin' to your town | |
Yeah, we' re young... young, dumb and ugly | |
We' re wild, reckless men, we' re on a rampage again | |
We drive with just one hand on the wheel | |
Danger' s in our soul, we' re goin' out of control | |
Swimmin' right after a big heavy meal | |
We' re there wherever trouble' s starting | |
We' re rebels without a clue | |
We drink milk right from the carton | |
And keep our library books ' till they' re way overdue | |
' cause we' re young... dumb and ugly | |
That' s what we are | |
We' re so young... young, dumb and ugly | |
You can' t stop us | |
We' re young... we' re so young, dumb and ugly | |
Young, dumb ugly | |
We' re young... we' re young, dumb and ugly | |
So ugly | |
Young... dumb... ugly |