Текст песни Smithereens - hooligan chase

(Uh)
Yeah, I be waking up at dinner time
Huh, uh-huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah-yeah)
Uh-huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
(Yeah, the ones who be fucking)

Bring the eaters to me
Yeah, the ones who be fucking (you know)
I'ma call it how I see it, why the fuck is you buggin' (why?)
I'm a big bad wolf, steady huffing and puffing
Baby, go ahead, tell 'em who you fucking and loving (who that?)

That's me, getting - while I drive
Let me (what) eat up (eat up), flaming up fire (fire)
I said, eat up, to the apple of your eye
Now she, keep, keep, claiming she can fly (yeah right, hey)

Gotta watch your fucking back
Got that peanut butter mousetrap
Hope I catch a rat though (a rat though)
I don't have much time to chat
Only seen her from the front, but I know that shit is fat (yeah, baby)

In kindergarten, I was bumping ugly spotted cubbies
I question your intention if you way too buddy-buddy (who you?)
Why you sounding pouty, got you looking like a cubby
I was fake sleeping when she said she think she love me

Uh-huh, you got that sack right (I sure do)
Then show us some cake and she took a fat bite (damn)
If they shady, I cut 'em, you better act right (you better)
This was just a warm-up
I'm heating up like a crack pipe (yeah, right, damn)

I'm gon' take my happy like my lady (is you?)
I feel good as fuck, no need to check up on me, baby (real good)
Bet I murk a beat, got it pushing up a daisy (okay)
I said it and I mean it, it be best if you obey me (uh-huh)

Blow me to bits, we talking smithereens (whoa)
Too much hoes in the whip, I need a limousine (I need a-)
Pocket clock in your face, lil' baby, this a dream
Most these bitches free agents 'cause they can pick a team (yeah, yeah)

Huh, uh-huh, huh, huh, huh
They can pick a team
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The fuck do you want?