Flakes 歌詞
Flakes - The Hit Co.
Flakes Flakes
Flakes Flakes
They don't do no good
They never be workin'
When they oughta should
They waste your time
They're wastin' mine
California's got the most of them
Boy they got a host of them
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
They got the Flakes
Flakes Flakes
They can't fix yer brakes
You ask 'em Where's my motor
Well it was eaten by snakes
You can stab n shoot n spit
But they won't be fixin' it
They're lyin' an' lazy
They can be drivin' you crazy
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
(Take it away Bob)
I asked as nice as I could
If my job would
Somehow be finished by Friday
Well the whole damn weekend
Came n went Frankie
(Wanna buy some mandies Bob )
You know what I didn't do nothin'
But they charged me double for Sunday
You know no matter what you do
They gonna cheat n rob you
Then they'll send you a bill
That'll get your senses reelin'
And if you do not pay
They got computer collectors
That'll get you so crazy
Til your head'll go through th' ceilin'
Yes it will
I'm a moron n this is my wife
She's frosting a cake
With a paper knife
All what we got here's
American made
It's a little bit cheesey
But it's nicely displayed
Well we don't get excited when it
Crumbles n breaks
We just get on the phone
And call up some Flakes
They rush on over
N wreck it some more
N we are so dumb
They're linin' up at our door
Well the toilet went crazy
Yesterday afternoon
The plumber he says
Never flush a lampoon
This great information
Cost me half a week's pay
And the toilet blew up
Later on the next day ay-eee-ay
Blew up the next day WOO-OOO
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