NOW That's What I Call Polka! - "Weird Al" Yankovic

Yeah, so you might see me wit' uh, 87, rusty I been on that but uh, you need ta get on that Holler at cha mang Still throwin' beer cans in the gutter mang Flick a parliament, hub cap ornament Deer head on the wall, it's a bubba thang Not just sparks but I'm sparkin' a Parliament Again I'm a chain smoker Stuck to the flame poker I'm hot Keep the party goin', don't stop New shoes, thrifty Bill Cosby sweater Drinkin' out the keg no greek frat letters Bumpin' skinny pimp, Petty and Eddy Vetter Aint no Eddy Bower, no scary cowards You better check tha Y E L A W O L F Buddy I'm in ya ash tray like a toenail clip Flick, flick the cherry, don't ash on my sofa I'm on some new mobile home shit come on ova Keep heavy metal like a ton of boulders Check out my donk it's dirty brown I know it's dirty brown boy That's what we on now Yeah, holler, I got 20 bucks And I don't give a fuck A pretty country girl And a pick up truck, yeah That's what we on now Doller at che, yeah When the sticks meet the bricks You gon' see all a my people Up in that bitch like That's what we on now 20 bucks and I don't give a fuck, yeah That's what we on now A country girl and a pick up truck, yeah That's what we on now When the sticks meet the bricks That's what we on now All a my people up in this bitch, bitch Lemonade is made from lemon's a? Then I'ma make fine china from a paper plate I'ma dip low, like paper planes In the Chevrolet, like it's a major thang Sign a major deal, with a major payne They gave me a budget I bought a bicycle frame I rode that bitch around Walnut park Put a stack in my pocket and then blew it at Wal-Mart On a jacket, a pistol, and a packet of blow darts If you enter my skull, you gonna need a strong heart Strong art, the heart of Dixie got history You sittin' on 32's we sittin' on 60's Mud tires and barbed wire you drive for hours You won't see nothin' But palm trees and wild fires And BOOM! Out pops a B Boy The mossy oak is dirty brown I know it's dirty brown boy That's what we on now Yeah, holler, I got 20 bucks And I don't give a fuck A pretty country girl And a pick up truck, yeah That's what we on now Doller at che, yeah When the sticks meet the bricks You gon' see all a my people Up in that bitch like That's what we on now 20 bucks and I don't give a fuck, yeah That's what we on now A country girl and a pick up truck, yeah That's what we on now When the sticks meet the bricks That's what we on now All a my people up in this bitch, bitch Jimmy crack corn, then he threw a bar stool Mother goose broke a wing and still flew the coup She gave Jimmy 20 bucks and threw him a deuce Left Jimmy on the string like a loose tooth See these the type of people that I'm used to Hard knock country boys fuck a new suit Fuck a new coop when you need a new roof Give me the whole stake from the ruler to the two Give me the ruler too, measure it up There's good money in the Pyrex mesurin' cup Ricky Bobby's on the corner he's tearin' it up If he don't slow down, he'll be wearin' a crutch Ricky needs to take it to tha highway But you can't tell him shit, 'cause it's Friday Ricky's got a needle, that's how it's goin' down? He looked at me and said, "That's what I'm all about" That's what we on now Yeah, holler, I got 20 bucks And I don't give a fuck A pretty country girl And a pick up truck, yeah That's what we on now Doller at che, yeah When the sticks meet the bricks You gon' see all a my people Up in that bitch like That's what we on now 20 bucks and I don't give a fuck, yeah That's what we on now A country girl and a pick up truck, yeah That's what we on now When the sticks meet the bricks That's what we on now All a my people up in this bitch, bitch

Is it any wonder that you're gone I can't believe, this time it ain't something I said or done And now here I am standing from my mountain home And my love still steady like a metronome But what can I do now? What can I do? What can I do now? What can I do? Is it any wonder I'm alone I can't believe that you stayed here for so very long And now here I am crying over your sweet song But them tears of joy 'cause nothing will ever be set in stone But what can I do now? What can I do? What can I do now? What can I do? Well I tried and I tried to understand How you slipped like water away through my hands But what can I do now? Tell me what can I do? What can I do now? What can I do?

Still in the blue, say that I miss you, silence Sit on my phone, try to refrain from dialin' See, when we're good Then we're good, when we're bad, we're a disaster Make out, slam the door, and then text you right after I don't miss the drama, but God, I miss your laughter, woah So who do I call now? I'd give it all now Just to be fightin' in the kitchen Hearin' the crash of broken dishes Thought it was bad then This heartache is hellbent I'd fall asleep to the television Drown out the sound of your voice missin' Now I'd do anything for you to yell at me You left so quietly But your silence is deafening Hung by a thread, sometimes I wish you'd cut it Hit me so low, then act like you're so above it See, when we're high, we're so high, then we crash and we shatter And make out like we're fine and fall back in old patterns I don't miss the drama, but God, I miss your laughter, whoa So who do I call now? I'd give it all now Just to be fightin' in the kitchen Hearin' the crash of broken dishes Thought it was bad then This heartache is hellbent I'd fall asleep to the television Drown out the sound of your voice missin' Now I'd do anything for you to yell at me You left so quietly But your silence is deafening I always come back like a sickness Built the antibodies, get you my system The audacity to call yourself the victim Kick me down, say it's not malicious You use it all against me when I tell you things Or even worse, you're not listening I used to go to you for everything So who do I Who do I call now? I'd give it all now Just to be fightin' in the kitchen Hearin' the crash of broken dishes Thought it was bad then (thought it was bad) This heartache is hellbent (hellbent) I'd fall asleep to the television Drown out the sound of your voice missin' Now I'd do anything for you to yell at me You left so quietly But your silence is deafening

I need someone who I can share all my dreams with That's what I need Someone special, who will love me just for me And that's what I need I need someone to hold me tight To give good loving all night So many times I've opened up my heart Only to have someone tear it apart, that's why I need Someone to treat me right, make love all through the night That's what I need I've been hurt before, real love, I'm looking for That's what I need, real love I need someone who will never leave me lonely That's what I need Someone faithful, who'll love me as their one and only That's what I need I need someone to share my ups and downs And even through the bad times, will always be around So many times I've opened up my heart Only to have someone tear it apart, I need Someone to treat me right, make love all through the night That's what I need I've been hurt before, real love, I'm looking for That's what I need Someone who will treat me right Make sweet love all through the night Someone who'll love me for me A real love, that's what I need Someone to treat me right, make love all through the night That's what I need I've been hurt before, real love, I'm looking for That's what I need Someone to treat me right, make love all through the night That's what I need I've been hurt before, real love, I'm looking for That's what I need

La-la-la-la-lasagna You want-a some-a lasagna, magnifico Or a-maybe spaghetti Ay, you supper's a-ready now, where you go Mama mia bambino Mama mia bambino, 'samatta you 'Samatta you, 'samatta you You should-a taste my lasagna Ay, you no like-a lasagna That's okay too How about-a calzone Some-a nice minestrone, at's good for you Have-a some marinara Have-a some marinara, I know you like I know you like, I know you like La-lasagna La-lasagna La-lasagna Would you like some-a zucchini Or-a my homemade linguini, it's hard to beat Have-a more fettuccini Ay, you getting too skinny, you gotta to eat Ay, mange, mange Ay, you-a pass the lasagna A-don't you get any on ya, you sloppy pig Have-a more ravioli You-a get roly poly, a-nice and-a big Like you cousin Luigi Luigi, Luigi, capisce paisan Capisce paisan, capisce paisan La-lasagna La-lasagna La-lasagna La-lasagna Hey! Hey! Whoo! Ha ha

Hey Lucy, I'm home Oh Ricky, you're so fine You're so fine, you blow my mind Hey Ricky, hey Ricky Oh Lucy, you're so fine You're so fine, you blow my mind Hey Lucy, hey Lucy Oh Ricky, you're so fine You play your bongos all the time Hey Ricky, hey Ricky Oh Lucy, you're so fine How I love to hear you whine Hey Lucy Hey Ricky You always play your conga drums, you think you got the right You wake up little Ricky in the middle of the night Stop shakin' your maraccas now and just turn out the light Ricky I'm sick of Fred and Ethel always coming over here 'Cause Fred eats all our pretzel sticks and then he spills his beer Why don't you serve your casserole and make them disappear Lucy Oh Ricky, what's a girl like me supposed to do? You really drive me wild when you sing your babalooo Oh Lucy, you're so dizzy, don't you have a clue Well, here's to you Lucy I love you too Lucy, too Lucy, let's babaloo Lucy Hey Ricky You're always playing at the Club, you never let me go I'm begging and I'm pleading but you always tell me no Oh, please honey please, let me be in your show Ricky You always burn the roast and you drop the dishes too You iron my new shirt and you burn a hole right through You're such a crazy redhead, I just don't know what to do Lucy Oh Ricky What a pity, don't you understand That every day's a rerun and the laughter's always canned Oh Lucy I'm the Latin leader of the band So here's to you Lucy Let's babaloo Lucy, too Lucy Everbody rumba! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I, man, am Regal, a German am I Never odd or even If I had a Hi-Fi Madam, I'm Adam Too hot to hoot No lemons, no melon Too bad I hid a boot Lisa Bonet ate no basil Warsaw was raw Was it a car or a cat I saw? Rise to vote, sir Do geese see God? Do nine men interpret? Nine men I nod Rats live on no evil star Won't lovers revolt now? Race fast safe car Pa's a sap Ma is as selfless as I am May a moody baby doom a yam Ah Satan sees Natasha No devil lived on Lonely Tylenol Not a banana baton No X in Nixon O stone, be not so O Geronimo, no minor ego "Naomi" I moan A Toyota's a Toyota A dog, a panic, in a pagoda Oh no, Don Ho Nurse, I spy gypsies, run! Senile felines Now I see bees, I won UFO tofu We panic in a pew Oozy rat in a sanitary zoo God, a red nugget, a fat egg under a dog Go hang a salami, I'm a lasagna hog