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Bloodhound Gang - Mope

The official video of Bloodhound Gang's "Mope" of their 1999 album "Hooray For Boobies“. "Hooray For Boobies" 25th Anniversary Edition – order here: https://umg.lnk.to/HoorayForBoobies LYRICS We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa that ain't with us no mo Yeah, Notorious B.I.G. Hell no, we gonna do this for a gangbanging thug that never seen it comin' Yeah, Tupac Shakur Nah bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout motherfuckin' Falco and shit What? Falco? Ooh, rock me Amadeus Ooh, rock me Amadeus Ooh, rock me Amadeus Ooh, rock me Amadeus Ooh, rock me Amadeus Ooh, rock me Amadeus Ooh, rock me Amadeus Ooh, rock me Amadeus Ooh, rock me Amadeus Tried to O.D. on the Cold-Eeze "Golden Girls" got me "Sweatin' To The Oldies" Hanging out like Double Ds, sip Long Island Iced Teas Wrote to Mayor McCheese "Send a Shamrock Shake please!" Three O' Clock on the dot, time to cruise for Eighth graders Rather tape the Weather Channel so that I can watch it later Reruns of Rerun, so What's Happening? Dee's knocked up and Rog on crack again Deep throat a whole Nutty Buddy Make whoopie to a batch of Silly Putty Make a Spam and Colgate sandwich, and ate it Go through "National Geographic" and draw panties on the natives So I like to dance naked in front of my pets But my cat was inattentive so I sent him UPS Playin' spin the bottle with my mom I watch "Cops" with no pants on Must've blown a fuse, nothing's going on Lamer than the Pope, climb the walls like King Kong Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes Deader than the parents on a Party of Five Luciano Pavarotti on a treadmill Not going nowhere, slim chance we will Less hip than Bo Jackson, bored like wood Dick around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood Relax, don't do it when you wanna go to it Relax, don't do it when you wanna come Relax, don't do it when you wanna go to it Relax, don't do it when you wanna come Nowhere to go, I can't wake up late Just sit around and wait for my Old Spice to activate Stalemate, jailbait, in "My So-Called Life" imprisonment Amazing what a good breakfast pickles make, isn't it? I like to pretend I'm speed reading Never lose the sight of the thrill of sneezing Don't need a shower today, just some Brut by Faberge Smell the ass of my jeans, clean, they'll do another day And I recycle, I sniff my own farts I dial the wrong number, hope a conversation starts I mean I might as well be listenin' to Journey Givin' myself a mullet, hook the Flowbee to the Kirby Make a prank call pretendin' I'm a mime Get stuck in traffic just to pass the time Sent a letter in the mail, in Braille, to Johnny Quest Send me back my Etch-A-Sketch Must've blown a fuse, nothing's going on Lamer than the Pope, climb the walls like King Kong Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes Deader than the parents on a Party of Five Luciano Pavarotti on a treadmill Not going nowhere, slim chance we will Less hip than Bo Jackson, bored like wood Dick around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood Relax, don't do it when you wanna go to it Relax, don't do it when you wanna come Relax, don't do it when you wanna go to it Relax, don't do it when you wanna come I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums When you wanna come I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums When you wanna come I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums When you wanna come I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums When you wanna come Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo What it is motherfuckers? Aw shit, here comes Pac-Man Hey Pac-Man, what's up? Me, you bitches! I'm high on crack! Wanna freebase? No, Pac-Man, drugs are bad Nope, can't help you man Pussies, whoa, holy shit Must've blown a fuse, nothing's going on Lamer than the Pope, climb the walls like King Kong Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes Deader than the parents on a Party of Five Luciano Pavarotti on a treadmill Not going nowhere, slim chance we will Less hip than Bo Jackson, bored like wood Dick around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood Relax, don't do it when you wanna go to it Relax, don't do it when you wanna come Relax, don't do it when you wanna go to it Relax, don't do it when you wanna come Holy macaroni #BloodhoundGang #Mope #HoorayForBoobies

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