Me No Pop I
Sure your love was there
Like-a dandruff in my hair
Like pollution in the air
Like a fruit-fly on a pear
But I don't really care
I throw my hands in the air
And I step round to the music
Like a Fred Astaire, you dig
I may not be a Gable
But I'm ready willing and able, hang on this
Check me out
I'm the George Raft of the leisure class
I'm the James Dean of the music scene
The call me Eddie G 'cause I do what I please
They call me Lenny Bruce 'cause I tell good jokes
I wear baggy pants and two-tone shoes
I'm a gentleman, with me you can't lose
I'm 5 foot three, but if you mess with me
You're gonna lose your manhood,
...you dig
I tell you, there'll be another bi-centennial
Before I hear the truth from your mouth
You better hear me out,
You better hear me out
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
The truth is so mighty real
When I came from the VD clinic
I thought our love was finished
How could you be so crude
Makin' love to so many dudes
But you love to get it on
Like a Mr King Kong and a sexy blonde
You're a heathen, you got no culture
Uglier than an ulcer
You ain't got no class
With brains like a Medano glass
You're full of fertilizer
Number two is your appetizer
Now wise up, get along
Sticks and stones only break your bones
Gonna ...in blood
You must remember dust to dust
Aaaaaah yah yah ah ha ah ha
That's right children, speak the truth
Kid Creole the action hero
Says your love for me is zero
But I hope you realise
Love will never die
You can never say bye bye
No matter how much you try
You're asking me to stop it
Go on to another topic
Well I, know no culture, you dig
Aaaaah yah yah ah ha ah ha
Speak the truth children
I tell you, intellectual constipation
Will be the death of this here great nation
You better hear me out
You better hear me out
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Like-a dandruff in my hair
Like pollution in the air
Like a fruit-fly on a pear
But I don't really care
I throw my hands in the air
And I step round to the music
Like a Fred Astaire, you dig
I may not be a Gable
But I'm ready willing and able, hang on this
Check me out
I'm the George Raft of the leisure class
I'm the James Dean of the music scene
The call me Eddie G 'cause I do what I please
They call me Lenny Bruce 'cause I tell good jokes
I wear baggy pants and two-tone shoes
I'm a gentleman, with me you can't lose
I'm 5 foot three, but if you mess with me
You're gonna lose your manhood,
...you dig
I tell you, there'll be another bi-centennial
Before I hear the truth from your mouth
You better hear me out,
You better hear me out
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
The truth is so mighty real
When I came from the VD clinic
I thought our love was finished
How could you be so crude
Makin' love to so many dudes
But you love to get it on
Like a Mr King Kong and a sexy blonde
You're a heathen, you got no culture
Uglier than an ulcer
You ain't got no class
With brains like a Medano glass
You're full of fertilizer
Number two is your appetizer
Now wise up, get along
Sticks and stones only break your bones
Gonna ...in blood
You must remember dust to dust
Aaaaaah yah yah ah ha ah ha
That's right children, speak the truth
Kid Creole the action hero
Says your love for me is zero
But I hope you realise
Love will never die
You can never say bye bye
No matter how much you try
You're asking me to stop it
Go on to another topic
Well I, know no culture, you dig
Aaaaah yah yah ah ha ah ha
Speak the truth children
I tell you, intellectual constipation
Will be the death of this here great nation
You better hear me out
You better hear me out
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
Me no Popeye, you no Olive Oyl
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Writer(s): Andy Hernandez
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