Whatcha Wanna Do?
Your dad's just gonna kill it right?
I dunno
So, whatcha wanna do tonight?
Hey there, little freak, you remember me?
We were never introduced properly
Hey, you gonna cry?
You don't look so tough by the light of day
But we ain't gonna murder you right away
First, we're gonna buy you lots of fancy clothes
Make you clip your toes
Watch you walk around in makeup and panty hose
We're gonna take you back
Out by the railroad track
And leave your body for the dogs as a midnight snack!
Your poppa was a pig
Your momma was a snake
We're gonna snap you like a twig and dump you in the lake
We're gonna chain your arm
To an atomic bomb
And make you take your grandmama to the senior prom
Whaa?
Dude, you are so hot!
But first, I'll show you what I wanna do tonight
I'm here to bounce it with my crew tonight
We'll make sweet love in front of you tonight
Ew
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
You know my mom is right upstairs tonight!
That chick is fully unawares tonight
And if she catches us who cares tonight?
Me!
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
You freak
Can't you mind your own business, Bat Boy?
Stay away from that cage
What, you wanna bite me like you bit my sister?
You want a piece of me?
Tough guy
You little freak! Did you see that?
I told you
Why you tryin' to step to me, little creep?
Are you throwin' down on me, little freak?
Whatcha gonna do?
Rick
Come on,little coward, let's get it on!
I'm gonna make you wish you were never born!
When I'm done with you
I'll show you how I spill your brains tonight
Rick!
I'll run you over like a train tonight
Stop it!
I'll put you in a load of pain tonight!
Rick!
So come on, come on
Come on, come on!
Mom!
I should've brought my loaded gun tonight!
Mom!
But stomping you will be more fun tonight!
Help!
You're gonna pay for what you've done tonight!
Mom, Rick's being a pill!
I'm takin' out my Bowie knife tonight
Oh my god!
I'm gonna end your worthless life tonight!
Mom!
I'm makin' you my prison wife tonight!
Come on!
I dunno
So, whatcha wanna do tonight?
Hey there, little freak, you remember me?
We were never introduced properly
Hey, you gonna cry?
You don't look so tough by the light of day
But we ain't gonna murder you right away
First, we're gonna buy you lots of fancy clothes
Make you clip your toes
Watch you walk around in makeup and panty hose
We're gonna take you back
Out by the railroad track
And leave your body for the dogs as a midnight snack!
Your poppa was a pig
Your momma was a snake
We're gonna snap you like a twig and dump you in the lake
We're gonna chain your arm
To an atomic bomb
And make you take your grandmama to the senior prom
Whaa?
Dude, you are so hot!
But first, I'll show you what I wanna do tonight
I'm here to bounce it with my crew tonight
We'll make sweet love in front of you tonight
Ew
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
You know my mom is right upstairs tonight!
That chick is fully unawares tonight
And if she catches us who cares tonight?
Me!
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
You freak
Can't you mind your own business, Bat Boy?
Stay away from that cage
What, you wanna bite me like you bit my sister?
You want a piece of me?
Tough guy
You little freak! Did you see that?
I told you
Why you tryin' to step to me, little creep?
Are you throwin' down on me, little freak?
Whatcha gonna do?
Rick
Come on,little coward, let's get it on!
I'm gonna make you wish you were never born!
When I'm done with you
I'll show you how I spill your brains tonight
Rick!
I'll run you over like a train tonight
Stop it!
I'll put you in a load of pain tonight!
Rick!
So come on, come on
Come on, come on!
Mom!
I should've brought my loaded gun tonight!
Mom!
But stomping you will be more fun tonight!
Help!
You're gonna pay for what you've done tonight!
Mom, Rick's being a pill!
I'm takin' out my Bowie knife tonight
Oh my god!
I'm gonna end your worthless life tonight!
Mom!
I'm makin' you my prison wife tonight!
Come on!
Credits
Writer(s): Laurence O'keefe
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