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I'm Okay, But You Keep Screwing Me Up lyrics

The sketches performed and the lyrics below are all politically incorrect....that's the point! For more information on these sketches and others like My Father the Toilet, Common Knowledge, Rudy Kazootie, Meet the Freaks, Dr. Jeckle and Mr. Dwayne, Let's Insult a Foreigner and others, visit the website above, or call 212-252-2065.

Fat Girls Love to Dance

Fat girls love to dance
Crank up the music and give 'em a chance
Watch them shimmy, watch them prance
Because fat girls love to dance

Skinny girls are all uptight
They always worry about doing it right
Turn to the side and they're out of sight
But fat girls they can dance all night

Fat girls love to dance
Crank up the music and give 'em a chance
Watch them shimmy, watch them prance
Because fat girls love to dance

A chubby girl has got the beat
She bounces around with all that meat
Skinny girls are like weeds in the breeze
They keep the beat by knocking their knees

Fat girls love to dance
Crank up the music and give 'em a chance
Watch them shimmy, watch them prance
Because fat girls love to dance

Now shapely girls, they're strange too
They'd rather dance with themselves than dance with you
Shapely girls do their own thing
But fat girls really know how to swing

Fat girls love to dance
Crank up the music and give 'em a chance
Watch them shimmy, watch them prance
Because fat girls love to dance

You see fat girls might break their seat
But when it comes to dancing they're light on their feet
Like mounds of rhythm they float so divine
Give me a fat girl every time

Fat girls love to dance
Crank up the music and give 'em a chance
Watch them shimmy, watch them prance
Because fat girls love to dance


Lord Help Me Kill My Fellow Man

Oh Lord, help me kill my fellow man
Those that I hate and I don't understand
Why they chose their religion or color of skin
Lord, help me overcome sin

There's churches all over this world
There's churches all over this land
We gather each Sunday
because that's the one day
to praise God and curse fellow man

Oh Lord, help me kill my fellow man
Those that I hate and I don't understand
Why they chose their religion or color of skin
Lord, help me overcome sin

The elders they sit in the front
The women they sit in the back
While children are playing
the Deacons are laying
new plans for another attack

Oh Lord, help me kill my fellow man
Those that I hate and I don't understand
Why they chose their religion or color of skin
Lord, help me overcome sin

With right and the Lord on our side
we'll fix all the things that are wrong
With the sinners before us
we'll sing in our chorus
and beat them to death with our song

Oh Lord, help me kill my fellow man
Those that I hate and I don't understand
Why they chose their religion or color of skin
Lord, help me overcome sin


Real Men

Real men, real men, real men, real men
We like to drink and burp and fart
Real men, real men
Think Hustler is a work of art. Real men, real men.

We contemplate why man exists.
Real men, real men
For sex, for golf, drink beer, and piss
Real men, real men.

We like our little homo friends.
Real men, real men.
But touching's where the friendship ends.
Real men, real men.

We crave young girls, blond twins will do.
Real men, real men.
Our wives are fat and wrinkled too.
Real men, real men.

Hillary sucks but Bill is cool.
Real men, real men.
Just keep him from our daughters' school.
Real men, real men.

And women bosses all pretend.
Real men, real men.
that they have penises like real men.
Real men, real men, real men, real men, etc (as music director teaches the guys a lesson or two....)



© 1999-2000 Bob Kiber; may not be copied, reproduced and/or placed on file without written permission from the author

 
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