Say man, what's that boy?
I want to tell you 'bout your girlfriend
What about my girl?
Well, you don't look strong enough to take the message
I'm strong enough
I might hurt your feelings
My feelings are already hurt by being here with you
Well, I was walking down the street with your girl the other day
And the wind was blowin' real hard
Is that right?
And the wind blew her hair into my face
You know what else happened?
The wind blew her hair into her face
And we went a little further, you wanna hear the rest of it?
I might as well
The wind blew her hair into the street
Okay, since you told me about my girl
I'm gonna tell you about yours
I was walking down the street with your girl
I took her home, for a drink, you know
Took her home?
Yeah, jus' for a drink
But that chick looked so ugly
She had to sneak up on the glass to get a drink of water
You've got the nerve to call somebody ugly
Why, you so ugly, the stork
That brought you in the world oughta be arrested
That's alright, my momma didn't have to put a sheet
On my head so sleep could slip up on me
Look a here
Where are you from?
You don't look like no South American to me
I'm still from South America
Where are your workin' boots at?
I've got 'em on
There aren't no boots you got on, those broguettes
Hey, look a here
I've bin tryin' to figure out what you is
I already figured out what you is
You that thing I throw peanuts at
Look a here
You should be ashamed of yourself
Calling people ugly
I didn't call you ugly
What you say?
I said you was ruined, that's all
You know somethin'?
You look like you've bin whooped with a ugly stick
Hey, I ain't got nothin' to do with it but I beat the fellah, right