Teksty: Scabs. Sloppy Jalopy.

They call me Sloppy Jalopy
I got a whole lot in my head
I never get up early, baby
Just to get out of bed

I eat the jalapeno, yes I do
And then I take
A creamy, dreamy
Hot stinky poo

They call me Sloppy Jalopy
I eat ice-cream with my honey
She makes me laugh sometimes
Because you know she's so funny

They call me Sloppy Jalopy
I've got the barbecued buns
Because I wear no panties
When I back in the sun

I pick my nose clean, baby
Roll the boogers in a ball
And I flick them at people
When I go to the mall

I got a big pair of shorts
And they're cut off way below the knees
I keep my pockets filled up
With macaroni and cheese

I watch the Larry King
So I can fall right to sleep
My girlfriends got taste because
She thinks I'm a creep

I don't watch the news
Because I can't stand the sports
And my favorite companions
Are usually sold in cold quarts

I don't take no showers
'Cause I'm a natural dude
But I do change my mind
Because I hate to be rude

I love to do the lambada
But I don't do it very well
And my hair's always perfect
Because I use the styling gel