Bro, c'mon
The dude just wants to sing
Nah, he can't sing man
He sounds like a squirrel with asthma
But the dude's got heart, you know?
He just wants to sing something
Well, let him sing Bobby Darin or some shit
He's not trying to be Al Pachatti
He just likes that girl over there
And he's drunk
And he wants to sing to her
Look man, I'm trying to be nice about this
But that's my guy over there, all right?
And I don't mean that in a gay way
I mean, we're like brothers
And yesterday he found out that I'm boning the girl he likes
So the guy's not in really good shape tonight
And he still managed to drag his ass out to this lame karaoke bar
So he could get trashed
And sing Aerosmith
While he watches me make out with the girl he thought he was going to get
Even though he should have known better
Because she's not into lameasses, and he's kind of a lameass
You know what I mean?
So now he sees this other girl
Who isn't as pretty as mine
So he's probably got a much better chance with her
But she likes stupid shit
Like when idiots sing karaoke to her
So that's what he's got to do
So can you just let him sing?
Here's five bucks
Put on some bullshit Josh Groban song
And let him rip his own heart out
Please, man?
He's my best friend
Letting him win over that lazy-eyed monstrosity over there
Is the least I can do
You will?
Suh-weet
Hey, wait a second--where'd he go?
His girl's still over there
Where'd he--
Wait, where's my girl?
Shit, wait--what?
No fucking way!
Dude, are you serious?
When did they--
You gotta be--
SHIT!
...Ugh...
...hahaha...
...He got me
Asshole really got me
Yeah, give me that mic
I wanna sing some Michael Bubbleass
See if I can win me the lazy eye over the corner
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