Tác giả : Weird Al Yankovic
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
I don't have a library card 
 
But do you mind if I check you out? 
I like your skeletal structure, baby 
You're an ectomorph, no doubt 
Your face is real symmetrical 
And your nostrils are so nice 
I wish that I was cross-eyed 
So I could see you twice 
 
Girl, you smell like Fritos 
That's why I'm giving you this hungry stare 
You're so hot, you're gonna melt 
The elastic in my underwear 
I'll bet you're magically delicious 
Like a bowl of Lucky Charms 
You'd look like Venus de Milo 
If I just cut off your arms 
What I'm tryin' to say is... 
 
I wanna be your lover, baby 
I need somebody to love 
You know I just wanna be your lover, baby 
Now I need somebody to love 
 
Do you believe in love at fist sight 
Or should I walk by again? 
My love for you's like diarrhea 
I just can't hold it in 
Stop, drop and roll now 
'Cause baby, you're on fire 
I'll bet your outfit 
Makes a lot of noise in the drier 
 
You're absolutely perfect 
Don't speak now, you might spoil it 
Your eyes are even bluer 
Than the water in my toilet 
Say, has anyone ever told you 
You've got Yugoslavian hands? 
No, of course not, that would be stupid 
Just forget I ever brought it up 
The point I'm trying to make is... 
 
I wanna be your lover, baby 
I need somebody to love 
You know I just wanna be your lover, baby 
Now I need somebody to love 
 
I wanna be your Krakatoa 
Let my lava flow all over you 
I wanna be your anaconda 
And your heat-seeking missile too 
I wanna be your beef burrito 
Am I making this perfectly clear? 
I wanna be your love torpedo 
Are you picking up the subtle innuendo here? 
Uh huh 
 
I hope I'm not being forward 
But do you mind if I chew on your butt? 
You can tell me truthfully 
Am I a steamin' hunk of love now, or what? 
There just aren't enough o's in "smooth" 
To describe how smooth I am 
Maybe you've seen my picture 
It's in the dictionary under "Kablaam!" 
My lips are registered weapons 
Can I invade your personal space? 
You must have fallen from heaven 
That would explain how you messed up your face 
Wel, how'd you get through security? 
'Cause baby, you're the bomb 
I'd like to take you home right now 
So you can meet my mom 
Because I... 
 
I wanna be your lover, baby 
I need somebody to love 
You know I just wanna be your lover, baby 
Now I need somebody to love 
 
Girl, you must be Jamaican 
Because Jamaican me crazy 
Girl, you must be Jamaican 
Because Jamaican me crazy 
 
I wanna be your lover, baby 
I need somebody to love 
You know I just wanna be your lover, baby 
Now I need somebody to love