- A Complicated Song 歌詞 Weird Al Yankovic
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- Weird Al Yankovic
- Uh huh, extra cheese.
Uh huh, uh huh, save a piece for me
Pizza party at your house,
I went just to check it out.
19 extra larges,
What a shame, no one came.
Just us, eatin all alone,
You said take the pizza home.
No sense lettin all this go to waste,
So then I faced
Pizza all day, and everyday, theres cheese round the clock,
Its gettin me blocked, And I sure dont care, for irregularity.
Tell me,
Whyd you have to go and make me so constipated?
Cos right now Id do anything to just get my bowels evacuated.
In the bathroom,
I sit and I wait and I strain and I sweat and I clench and I feel the pain
Oh, shouldve taken laxatives or had my colon irrigated.
No, no, no.
I was feelin pretty down,
Til my girlfriend came around.
Were just so alike in every way, I gotta say .
In fact, I just thought I might, pop the question there that night.
I was kissing her so tenderly,
But woe is me.
Who would have guessed, her family crest.
I suddenly spy, tattood on her thigh.
And son of a gun, its just like the one on me.
Tell me. How was I supposed to know we were both related?
Believe me, if I knew she was my cousin we never would have dated.
What to do now?
Should I go ahead and propose and get hitched and have kids with 11 toes,
And move to Alabama where that kind of thing is tolerated.
No, no, no.
I had so much on my mind,
I thought maybe Id unwind.
Try out that new roller coaster ride,
And the guide... Said not to stand, but that's a demand that I couldn't meet.
I got on my feet and stood up instead, and knocked off my head, you see.
Tell me, why'd I have to go and make myself decapitated?
This really is a major inconvenience, oh man I really hate it.
Its such a drag now.
I cant eat, I cant breathe, I cant snore, I cant belch or yodel anymore
Cant spit or blow my nose or even read Sports Illustrated.
Oh no! Why'd I have to go and get myself mutilated?
I gotta tell ya, life without a head kinda makes me irritated.
What a bummer.
I cant blink, I cant cough, I cant sneeze.
But my neck is enjoying a pleasant breeze now.
Havent been the same since my head and I were separated.
No, no, no.
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