Try from the weekend. Sorry about Nisbit and Mexted being in there -_-

Try from the weekend. Sorry about Nisbit and Mexted being in there -_- less

Air New Zealand Cup match from 2007

Air New Zealand Cup match from 2007 less

From the 12th and final ep on Season 1 :(

From the 12th and final ep on Season 1 :( less

From the 12th and final ep on Season 1 :(

From the 12th and final ep on Season 1 :( less

JEMAINE AND BRET Frodo, don't wear the ring. I know it's very tempting. Yes, you will appear to disappear, But the dark riders they'll know you're there. Yes,... more

JEMAINE AND BRET Frodo, don't wear the ring. I know it's very tempting. Yes, you will appear to disappear, But the dark riders they'll know you're there. Yes, Lord Sauron has many spies... EUGENE (as Saruman) Many spies, have many eyes... JEMAINE AND BRET One ring to bind them, to find them, One ring to rule them all, One ring to bind them, one to find them, One ring to rule them ALLLLLLL!!! Yea, Little Frodo! You've got to rule them, Frodo, rule them with the ring Come on ruuuule them with your ring! EUGENE (as Saruman) Lord Sauron has many spies, beasts and birds. MEL (as Arwen) If you want him, come and claim him! BRET (as Frodo) Do they, Gandalf? MURRAY (as Gandalf) I am not a conjurer of cheap tricks! JEMAINE (as Sam) I can't carry the ring But I can carry you, Mr. Frodo. DAVE (as Aragorn) You have my sword, BRET (as Legolas) And my bow, DAVE (as Gimli) And my axe! MEL (as Arwen) Noro nim mish fir mar nim nor! JEMAINE (as Sam) Mordor... DAVE (as Aragorn) We'll never make it. There's thousands of them and only nine of us... BRET (as Frodo with ring) Ohhhh... DAVE (as Aragorn) We made it... BRET (as Frodo) Hurray, we made it. BRET AND JEMAINE Yo Frodo, what you doin' wearing the ring? All powerful jewelry, is that your new thing? I know it's hard when you're little more than 3 foot 4 Your little ass so close to the floor. Trying to lead the fellows to the gates of Mordor The Fellowship! (Yea the fellowship) I don't rap about bitches and hos, I rap about witches and trolls, just passing on the words of the Elven king, Wisdom to all Frodo! Don't wear the ring! JEMAINE AND BRET Frodo don't wear the ring, The magical bling bling, You'll never be the Lord of the Rings... Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

Cheer up Murray Don't let it get you down Pick yourself up off the ground It's gonna be alright Cheer up Murray You look a little sad Your life ain't so bad... more

Cheer up Murray Don't let it get you down Pick yourself up off the ground It's gonna be alright Cheer up Murray You look a little sad Your life ain't so bad Just think of all the good times Remember your 33rd birthday You threw a great big party And all of your friends were there for you Jemaine, Greg, and me We brought you a cake in the shape of a four and a three 'cause we all thought you were forty three You got a dog He loves you Murray It's one hell of a dog It's an English bulldog And you've got a car Don't you Murray It's an '03 Accord Only one previous owner And you've got a job You've got all of your limbs You've got a sensitive nose And you do Tae Kwon Do You're good at matching your ties to your clothes You've got a wife Though she comes and goes Some people don't return your calls They don't return your calls People will call you Gingerballs They'll call you Gingerballs Those people don't know what they see They just see Gingerballs Gingerballs Cheer up Murray It's time to forget Your wife met someone on the net Let's go and get an ice cream Cheer up Murray So nothing goes your way It's the same every day Well, tomorrow is another day... Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

I'm the pretty prince of parties You're a tasty piece of pastry You're so lighty flighty flakey I go where the party takes me I'm the funky monkey junky You're... more

I'm the pretty prince of parties You're a tasty piece of pastry You're so lighty flighty flakey I go where the party takes me I'm the funky monkey junky You're a flunky bunky donkey You're a picture of the devil's daughter I'm a pitcher of holy water Oh pretty prince of parties where's the party now? - I don't know. Oh pretty prince of parties where does water go? - I let it flow. Oh pretty prince of parties can I come to your party? - No. Oh pretty prince of parties where do you get your clothes? - They're made of snow. Pretty party clothes crocheted of snow. I'm the mickey Maori minstrel You're the high priestess of tinsel I'm the guru god of ganja Ramashalanka lanka ravi shanka la la la la la la la la la la la la Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

J: Ooohhh....ooooh.... I just wanna, I just wanna B: Just wanna do something special for all the Ladies in the World J: Oh yes (J) B: Just wanna do somethin'... more

J: Ooohhh....ooooh.... I just wanna, I just wanna B: Just wanna do something special for all the Ladies in the World J: Oh yes (J) B: Just wanna do somethin' special J: Ah (J) B: For all the Ladies in the world J: Is that possible? (J) B: And the gir-rls Don't forget them girls J: Caribbean B: (Ladies) J: Parisian B: (Ladies) J: Bolivian B: (Ladies) J: Namibian B: (Ladies) J: Eastern Indochinian B: (Ladies) J: Republic of Dominican B: (Ladies) J: Amphibian B: (Ladies) J: Presbyterian B: (Ladies) J: Outta sight B: Amazin' ladies J: Late night B: Hard workin' ladies J: Erudite B: Brainy ladies J: Hermaphrodite B: Lady-man-ladies J: Oh you sexy hermaphrodite lady-man-ladies With your sexy lady bits And your sexy man bits too Even you must be in to you ooo ooo B+J: All the ladies in the world I wanna get next to you Show you some gratitude By makin' love to you it's the least we can do... B+J: If every soldier in the wo-orld Put down his weapon and picked up a woman What a peaceful world this world would be-eee... B+J: Redheads not warheads Blondes not bombs We're talkin' about brunettes not fighter jets J: Oooh Oooh it's got to be Sweet 16's not M-16's When will the governments realize it's got to be funky sexy ladies? B: I have a vision and all I can see Is all of you with 'a all of me In a world of peace and harmony Where every lady gets a little piece of Bret-y J: I've been to Paris, Wellington and Amsterdam And a wham-bam, Merci, Danke, thank 'a you ma'm I don't care if you're ugly or you're skanky or you're small I just wanna do a little something special for y'all... B + J:All the ladies, in the world, you deserve it, Girrrrrrl... Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

J: Ah Ah... B: Ah Ah... J: Ah Ah... B: Ah Ah... B+J: Ah Ah... B: Mermaid J: Mermaid B: Mermaid J: Mermaid B: Mermaid J: Mermaid B: Mermaid J: Mermaid B+J:... more

J: Ah Ah... B: Ah Ah... J: Ah Ah... B: Ah Ah... B+J: Ah Ah... B: Mermaid J: Mermaid B: Mermaid J: Mermaid B: Mermaid J: Mermaid B: Mermaid J: Mermaid B+J: Mermaid Mermaid J: Mermaid B: Mermaid B: Mermaid murmured Into my ear The answers to questions I'm longing to hear. B+J: Does it relax you To hear the sound of the land? Do you, a mermaid, have Slightly webbed hands? (AH AH AH) B+J: Is it normal for a guy to wear A scuba apparatus When he makes love in the sea? Make love to me. Would it be weird for you If I touched your fishy half? It would for me. B+J: (AH AH AH OH WA-EE-AH WA-EE-AH) (AH AH AH OH WA-EE-AH WA-EE-AH) (OOO-A-OOO-A-OOO-A-OOO-A-OOO) B: Do you have mermaid parties beneath the sea? J: Am I invited? (AH...) B: At these mermaid parties do you smoke seaweed? B+J: If so, then how do you light it? (OOO...) B: Are you the answer to a drunken sailor's lonely wish? B: Wish wish wish... B: Or are you an optical illusion caused by a woman sitting on a rock Holding half a fish? J: Half a sexier fish... B+J: (AH AH AH OH WA-EE-AH WA-EE-AH) (AH AH AH OH WA-EE-AH WA-EE-AH) (OOO-A-OOO-A-OOO-A-OOO-A-OOO) Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

A kiss is not a contract But it's very nice Mmmmm, very nice Just because you've been exploring my mouth Doesn't mean you get to take an expedition further... more

A kiss is not a contract But it's very nice Mmmmm, very nice Just because you've been exploring my mouth Doesn't mean you get to take an expedition further south No. A kiss is not a contract, But it's very nice, It's very, very nice, Just because we've been playing tonsil hockey Doesn't mean you get to score the goal that's in my jockey Just because I'm in a two man novelty band Doesn't mean it's all about poontang. I can't go around loving everyone I just wouldn't get anything done You can take me out to dinner that might be quite nice you could buy me a burrito and some beans and rice but that won't get you into pants paradise They call it a fly because it takes you up to heaven oh oh A kiss is not a contract but it's very nice. It's very very nice. I'm only one man, baby, pretty baby We're only two men, ladies Babies. Pretty babies. Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

J: Je voudrais une croissant J: Je suis enchante J: Ou est le bibliotheque? J: Voila mon passport J: Ah, Gerard Depardieu B + J:Un baguette, ah ha ha, oh oh oh... more

J: Je voudrais une croissant J: Je suis enchante J: Ou est le bibliotheque? J: Voila mon passport J: Ah, Gerard Depardieu B + J:Un baguette, ah ha ha, oh oh oh oh B: Ba Ba ba-ba Bow! B: Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah B: Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah B: Et maintenant le voyage a la supermarche! B: Le pamplemousse (grapefruit) B: Ananas (pineapple) B: Jus d'orange B: Boeuf B: Soup du jour B: Le camembert B: Jacque Cousteau B: Baguettte J: Mais oui J: Bon jour F: Bon jour J: Bon jour F: Bon jour, monsieur J: Bonjour mon petit bureau de change B: Ca va? L: Ca va. B: Ca va? L: Ca va. B: Voila -- le conversation a la parc. B: Ou est le livre? J: A la bibliotheque B: Et le musique dance? J: Et le discotheque. B: Et le discotheque J: C'est ci, baby! J: Un, deux, trois, quatre B: Ba ba ba-ba bow! All: Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah F: Ou est le piscine? J: Pardon moi? F: Ou'est le piscine? J: ...Uh... F: Splish splash J: ...Uh... F: Eh... J: Je ne comprends pas. F: Parlez-vous le francais? J: Eh? F: Eh? Parlez-vous le francais? J: Uh ....No. F: Hmmm. B: Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah Ba ba ba-ba bow! Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

Too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- There's too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- Uckin' with my shi- Too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- With my... more

Too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- There's too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- Uckin' with my shi- Too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- With my shi- How many mutha uckas? Too many to count Mutha uckas I pay my mutha uckin' rent fortnightly Mutha uckas at the bank trying to play me And I'm out for my account 'Cause out on A.P On AP Yeah, you know me Mutha ucka charge a two buck transaction fee Makes my payment short My rent comes back to me Minus a twenty-five dollar penalty So you'll see me 'cause of your mutha uckin' fee Read the words On my ATM slip, it said We're all mutha uckas And we're uckin' with your shi- Too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- My transaction shi-! There's too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- My weekly statement shi-! My weekly statement shi-! Too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- With my balance shi-! How many mutha uckas? Too many to count Mutha uckas The mutha ucka runs a racist uckin' grocery The mutha ucka won't sell an apple to a Kiwi The shi- fight's gonna get vicious and malicious Cut the cra- ... I need my red delicious Tells me as a Kiwi that my money isn't valid Gonna dice the mutha ucka like a mutha uckin' fruit salad Then... ... Granny Smith... ... ...an avocado... ... b-... -a... ... ...a mango... ... Then pop an apple in his ass, yeah! Too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- I'm gonna juice the mutha ucka There's too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my shi- He's gonna wake up in a smoothie Too many mutha uckas Uckin' with my (beatboxing) Everybody come on! Too many mutha uckas uckin' with my shhhhh Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

Goodbye Goodbye, leggy blonde Every day I'd look across the office floor There you were your hair down to your legs And your legs down to the floor Leggy... more

Goodbye Goodbye, leggy blonde Every day I'd look across the office floor There you were your hair down to your legs And your legs down to the floor Leggy blonde, goodbye Goodbye Now that you are gone I'll never see you here for tech repair I wish you knew how much I loved your legs and your hair Leggy blonde, goodbye Goodbye Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie Leggy blonde Goodbye Goodbye I had a budgie but it died (whoa) I like pie Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie Leggy blonde I'll never get I'll never get to be with ya I'll never get to share another cup of tea with ya I'll never get to let ya know how much I think of ya I'll never get to tear your clothes off on the photocopier He'll never get He'll never get He'll never get He'll never get to say Oooh leggy blonde you got it goin' on Wanna see you wearin' that thong thong thong See you getting' on to the break of dawn (Mumbling) panties on Goodbye Goodbye, leggy blonde Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

In the Marmalade forest (forest), between the make believe trees, in a cottage cheese cottage! Lives Albie, (Albie,) Albie, (Albie,) Albie the Racist Dragon -... more

In the Marmalade forest (forest), between the make believe trees, in a cottage cheese cottage! Lives Albie, (Albie,) Albie, (Albie,) Albie the Racist Dragon - Part Six... And so all of the villagers chased Albie the racist dragon, into a very cold and very scary cave. It was so dark and so scary there that Albie began to cry. Dragon tears, which as we all know turn into jellybeans! Just then, he felt a tiny hand on his tail, and he turned around and who should it be, but the badly burned Albanian boy from the day before. What are you doing? I thought I killed you! Grumbled Albie, quite racistly... No...no! Albie, you didn't kill me with your dragon flames. I crawled to safety, but I was left very badly disfigured... Laughed the boy. Why are you crying, Albie? Well, all the villagers chased me into this scary cave. I think it's because I'm soooo racist...get your hand off my tail. You'll make it dirty. They didn't chase you here because of your racism. They chased me here too when I became all disfigured like this. They just don't like us because... because we're different to them. And at that Albie cried a single tear which turned into a jellybean all the colors of the rainbow! And suddenly...Albie wasn't racist anymore!!! So they sat in the cave (the cave), and ate bubblegum pie (yum) Albie the racist, (Albie the racist,) Albie the racist (well, not anymore) dragon. Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

Hey there Bret, I see you're looking down. Don't wanna see my little buddy down with a frown, Just because I get more women than you, Well that's only because... more

Hey there Bret, I see you're looking down. Don't wanna see my little buddy down with a frown, Just because I get more women than you, Well that's only because they don't know you like I do. Sure you weedy, and kinda shy, But some girly out there must be needy for a weedy shy guy, They want you as they needle when they're rolling in the hay, So just hear me out when I say... Bret you got it going on! The ladies'll get to know your sexuality when they get to know your personality. I said Bret you got it going ooon! Not in a gay way, just in a "hey mate I wanted to say that your looking ok mate!" Why can't a heterosexual guy tell a heterosexual guy that he thinks his booty is fly? Not all the time obviously, Just when he's got a problem with his self-esteem. Don't let anyone tell you you're not humpable, Because you're bumpable, Well I hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable, If I say you got a "boom ow ow" come on Bret help me out now. Bret you got it going on! (Got it going on) That's the conclusion that I've come to, But that doesn't mean that I wanna Bum you. Bret you got it going ooon! (Got it going on...) No doubt about it we'd be going crazay if one of us was lucky enough to be born a lady. OH, if one of us was a lady! And I was your man, if I was your man. Well sometimes It gets lonely and I ne-ed a woman, And then I imagine you with some bosoms. In fact, one time when we were touring and I was feeling really lonely, And we were sharing that twin room in the hotel, I put a wig on you while you were sleeping, put a wig on you. And I just lay there and spooned you. Bret, you got it going on. less

Bowie's in space Bowie's in space What you doing out there, man? That's pretty freaky, Bowie Isn't it cold out in space, Bowie? Do you want to borrow my... more

Bowie's in space Bowie's in space What you doing out there, man? That's pretty freaky, Bowie Isn't it cold out in space, Bowie? Do you want to borrow my jumper, Bowie? Does the space cold make your nipples go pointy, Bowie? Do you use your pointy nipples as telescopic antennae to transmit data back to Earth? Bet you do, you freaky old bastard you Hey Bowie, do you have one really funky sequined space suit? Or do you have several ch-changes? Do you smoke grass out in space, Bowie? Or do they smoke Astroturf? Ooh! Receiving transmission from David Bowie's nipple antennae Do you read me, Lieutenant Bowie? This is Bowie to Bowie Do you hear me out there, man? This is Bowie back to Bowie I read you loud and clear, man Ooh yeah, man! Your signal's weak on my radar screen How far out are you, man? I'm pretty far out That's pretty far out, man Ooh- ah- ooh! I'm orbiting Pluto Ooh- ah- ooh! Drawn in by its groovitational (Groovitational pull) I'm jamming out with the Mick Jagger-nauts Ooh, and they think it's pretty cool Are you okay, Bowie? What was that sound? I don't know, man Ooh, it's the craziest scene Yeah, I'm picking it up on my LSD screen Can you see the stratosphere ringing? To the choir of Afronauts singing Bowie's in space Bowie's in space Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie's in space Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Eena-ma-ma-meena-mina-mowie Phasers on funky Eena-ma-ma-meena-mina-mowie Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-Bowie's in Space Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

Sally, I love you Sally, I love you Sally, I need you Sally, I need you, too I need to be with you But I don't just love and need you I love and need and want... more

Sally, I love you Sally, I love you Sally, I need you Sally, I need you, too I need to be with you But I don't just love and need you I love and need and want you, too I don't just love and need you I love and need and want you, too, too Yeah, well I love and need and want you, too, too, too That's too many- That's just ridiculous Oh, you could be with me Or you could be with me If you wanted to be If you wanted to be with me Or me The only thing stopping you from being with me Is that you don't want to be with me It's the same with me Except with me But if you did I'd hold you tight Every single night And we'd fall asleep together And we'd wake up in the sunlight Well, maybe I'm a dreamer But maybe one day you'll see That dreams are- Yeah, yeah She gets it Stop cockblocking me 'Cause who knows what makes love stop or start I can't help but think that now you're engaged we're drifting apart And who am I to say that love will last? It won't or it will But maybe Mark will be involved in an accident And you'll get a life insurance payment of half a mil It's not about the money, but it could set us up financially If you came back to me Or me. Sally, I wrote this song to tell you know much I love you Quite a lot, actually Even sometimes more than my current girlfriend I love you so much I love you, sometimes, even more than my current girlfriend Sally, I co-wrote this song to tell you how much I love you It's quite a lot, actually Well, he's said basically just the same thing I think he's been looking over at my bit of paper Except with the girlfriend bit Ooh, I love you I love you you you you Ooh, and I need you I need you you you you you you you you I need to be with you Ditto that 'Cause you and me, we were meant to be Bret's got a girlfriend But Sally and me, we were meant to be Bret, you've got a girlfriend Yeah well, I'd break it off with her if I knew Sally wanted to be with me Just so you know Sally, unlike Bret I'm available immediately Sally, I love you Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

Unghh Girl tonight we're gonna make love You know how I know? Because it's Wednesday And Wednesday night is the night that we usually make love Tuesday night... more

Unghh Girl tonight we're gonna make love You know how I know? Because it's Wednesday And Wednesday night is the night that we usually make love Tuesday night is the night that we usually go to your mother's place and I teach her how to use the video machine again But Wednesday night is the night that we make love It's when everything is just right You're not too tired from your afterwork social netball team practice There's nothing good on TV. Mmmmm... Conditions are perfect for making love. You turn to me and say something sexy like, "I might go to bed. I've got work in the morning." I know what you're trying to say, baby. You're trying to say "Aww, yeah. It's business time." It's business It's business time I know what you're trying to say You're trying to say it's time for business It's business time Ooh It's business It's business time Aww aww yeah yeah The next thing you know we're in the bathroom brushing our teeth That's all part of it, that's foreplay. Foreplay is very important in love making Then you go sort out the recycling Which isn't part of the foreplay, but it's still very important That's not foreplay, but it's still very important. Then next thing you know we're in the bedroom You're wearin' that same old ugly, baggy T-shirt with a stain on it that you got from that team-building exercise you did for your old work several years ago "Team Building Exercise '99". I take off my clothes But I trip over my jeans 'cause I'm still wearing my shoes But it's okay because I turn it all into a sexy dance. The next thing you know I'm wearing absolutely nothing Except for my socks And you know when I'm down to my socks what time it It's business time It's business It's business time When I'm down to my socks it's time for business That's why they're called business socks Ooh It's business It's business time Aww aww yeah yeah Making love Making love for Makin love for two Making love for two minutes When it's with me, you only need two minutes, girl 'Cause I'm so intense Two minutes in heaven is better than one minute in heaven You turn to me and say something sexy like, "Is that it?" I know what you're trying to say, girl You're trying to say, "Aw yeah, that's it" And then you tell me you want some more Well, uh... I'm not surprised But I am quite sleepy Mmm It's business It's business time Business hours are over, baby It's business It's business time Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

Lives are like retractable pencils If you push them too hard they're gonna break And people are like paper dolls Paper dolls and people, they're a similar... more

Lives are like retractable pencils If you push them too hard they're gonna break And people are like paper dolls Paper dolls and people, they're a similar shape Hmm hmm hm Love is like a roll of tape It's real good for making two things one But just like that roll of tape Love sometimes breaks off before you were done Another way that love is similar to tape That I've noticed Is sometimes it's hard to see the end You search on the roll (search on the roll) Search on the roll (searching round the roll) Search on the roll (search) With your fingernail Again and again And again and again And again. Brown paper, white paper Stick it together with the tape The tape of love The sticky stuff Brown paper, white paper Stick it together with tape The tape of love The sticky stuff. People people Chorus: Brown paper, white paper Paper paper Stick it together with tape Paper paper The tape of love People people People people Pencil pencil Pencil pencil Paper paper Put the pencil to the paper Give the paper to the people Let the people read about the sello tape Oh baby baby Yeah You know, Jemaine, I've been thinking about love. And I guess it's the very stron- gest adhesive. Oh sorry, Bret. Were you talking to me? I was humming. What did you say? Oh, just...nothing. Brown paper, white paper Stick it together with tape The tape of love The sticky stuff Yeah Ooh brown Brown paper, white paper Stick it together with tape The tape of love Say it Sticky Stick stick Stick it together Ye-yeah Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less

If you want me to I could hang 'round with you If I only knew That's what you're into. You and him Him and you If that's what You're into Him hanging 'round... more

If you want me to I could hang 'round with you If I only knew That's what you're into. You and him Him and you If that's what You're into Him hanging 'round Around you You're hanging 'round Yeah, you're there too. And if you want me to I will take off all my clothes for you I will take off all my clothes for you If that's what you're into How 'bout him In the nude? If that's what You're into. In the nude in front of you Is that what you'd wanna view? If it's cool with you I'll let you get naked too It could be a dream come true Providing that's what you are into Is that what You're into? Him and you In the nude? That's what he's prepared to do Is that the kind of thing you think you might be into? And then maybe later We get hot by the refrigerator In the kitchen next to the pantry You think that might be what you fancy? In the buff Being rude Doing stuff With the food Getting lewd With his food We heard that's what you are into Then on our next date Well, you could bring your roommate I don't know if Stu is keen to But if you want we could double-team you How about you And two dudes? Him, you and Stu In the nude Being lewd with two dudes with food Well, that's if Stu's into it, too All the things I'd do The things I'd do for you If I only knew That's what you're into Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net less