Lyrics

Fatty had it made like a blade in the sun Like a push in the bush when you got none Ping pong bingo, fills a la Ringo Analog bong but it ring wrong Make some room What goes boom? I'm a fatty in my caddy with my 'ponic blunt Not a stunted runt looking natty Cozy as a manger, Chet Baker in the changer Subs for my dub, I really got you Make some room What goes boom? Grace in her lace and her stocking Carrying her bass, she really likes to get rocking Oh, darling Grace, are we going to get rocking? I like that slinky little punky, little bit funky Itty bitty chunky right there Little bit lippy, a whipped cream hippie Zip and unzippy and I want her Make some room What goes boom? Make some room What goes boom? Grace in her lace and her stocking Carrying her bass, she really likes to get rocking Oh, darling Grace, are we going to get rocking? Make some room What goes boom?
Writer(s): Charles Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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