Words: G.Williams, L.Dukes, N.Glover Music: L.Smith, G.Vaughn,
G.Williams Arranged by: L.Smith, J.Saddler - 1987 From the Album
Ba-Dop-Boom-Bang
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)
