I wanted to make just a stupid satirical techno-sounding track, and here's what came out. Based on high school dances. - Jordan
lyrics
Uno, dos, tres, quatro
I'm getting freaky
I'm getting deaky
Sitting up here in this club drinking Tiki Punch
Take off my shirt
My nipples hurt
They've been up here getting chaffed drinking tiki eating frankfurters, ugh
Popped collars
Or shirt off?
Sweaty headbands
And flip flops
Step on their toes
They get pissed off
But no one knows 'cause it's really frickin dark
Tan skin
Plaid shorts
Take his hand
And let yourself go forth
I'm talking trashing
I'm talking feisty
I'm talking spicy
But not too spicy 'cause that's kinda gay
It's getting nasty
It's getting reeky
Smells of feces fills the air 'cause I pooped my pants
This place is bumpin'
People are humpin'
I keep getting freaky stairs 'cause I'm dancing like an antelope uh-huh
What's that smell?
Smells like crap
This kinda sucks
I stained my tux
It's a rental
But that's okay
'cause they played Cotton-Eyed Joe for the fiftieth time today uh
Bad things
Onion rings
I'll have you my way
Burger King
Sitting down
Not a sound
I hate this song
It's really bad
Now we're sitting here in this club
The beat's got me shakin' up
Now the dance floor's getting hot
Time to take my shirt off
