Cook it up
Spooky
Salute
Look
Zoop, well hook it up
Shoop the local Wendy Cooper loopy
Low brow, low brim
She asked me, What`s the name?
I flashed the grossest fangs in show biz
Jumped out where it`s open:
What`s yours?
Um, Jenny, um...
5 o`clock with the ten-penny sum
Sprung colassal miss, may I process your Pentium?
But ae is hesitating
My princess
The pigeon holing roles that your predecessor`s lunacy in the kismet
Her eyes googled back ?that wanna fortune to? breed plus a new kink in the posture
Just don`t get all barnacley
Get P.T. Barnumed in 3D THX sound stereo dismissal
Sorry hun, it`s just the last ?group? was a fistful
Like them girls you bump into like dumb luck
get high in the city kiss once when she`s punch drunk
Watch her misinterpret the moment tongues touch
Crazy mc-clingalot claim instant one love
And you`ve gotta beg your friends to take `em off your hands like thumbcuffs
Or them barbies you`ll vibe for a sexy second (love you)
Give `em a month Hyde Hekyl to Jekyl and she makes Hitler look cuddly
But Jenny in the sky with emerald eyes
You`re so different so delicious so ?de fish?
I`d be willing to walk the limb with
So let`s just get a few things out the way: (okay)
I`m clinically bonkers and just about everyone god`s great earth offers
I won`t be getting dressed up to impress your family dear
And if I can`t wear jeans and sneakers then I won`t be lamping there
Nope, aggro-pimp, sinfully, clinically ?novel,? back it up no-diggity soldier
Magic-touch fingertip donor
Own up to your dirty debutant animalistic instincts
ritual courting dance and breeding behaviour (like what?)
I dream of Jeannie and fucking her obsecenly
But Jeannie could be Jenny so easily if you`d let me
Hell, the bad-tac daddy-o Merlin-- `e` for effort
Most of these high-post Fabio world motherfucks make my head hurt
Dead up-- I got death in the skull but you`ll get used to it ma
Dinner and cinema, yes, just cough the bread up
Sure, he schleps with naked pockets but I carry dreams
Like I wanna be an anstronaut after you marry me
(WHAAAAT???)
You`re rushing this I feel smothered it`s crowding me awfully, dolly
I love you, Get the fuck off me! Sorry. (Call me)
And I`m circling her like a tiger shark frenzied but friendly
I`m cool, how you feeling Jenny? (Jenny) Jenny (Jenny) Jenny
So quiet, oh I like that, so mysterious, I dig it
The way you haven`t made eye contact with me once in ten minutes
I`m just saying girl, I`m dirty-dog raw vintage mixed with mega-low society
Mister gutter-fuck ?head? if you try me
So there it is, game. I mean it`s not like I`m sweating you
because when it comes down to it, most of y`all females are the same
But now it`s your turn baby, spit it out
Okay She punched me dead in the fuckin mouth and walked away
Watch out ladies cause you know he don`t love ya
Bazookatooth is one bad motherfucker
He`s a low life pimp with a low life game
He needs a no life dame with a strobe light frame
Cook it up now..
No ring on the finger
There ain`t no strings attached
But if you love television and
manic depression
Get a carton of cigarettes
And we can make it happen
Get your mac in
Just leave your bag up on my curb with the trashcan
?Pretend? like I seen you in maxim
?Relax with the tap dance?
Lights, camera, action
cook it up now..
