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I met you at the great
Burrito Shack last night
You gave me extra hot sauce
with my taco and I knew
that i could love you, if I could
only speak your language
so i went home, and wrote you a love song
In Span -- glish
--C--Am--C--Am (unos dos tres)

Calliente means hot, and thats just what you are
would you like to manajar, drive, in my car-and we could
Stick our cabesas out the window
as we cruise down to Mexico
And you can be my Seniorita
Wrap me up inside a giant corn tortilla ----

When I say Estoy el Deseo
It means I’m filled with desire

When I say me Pelo es enfuego
It means my hair is on fire
--C--Am--C--Am (quattro cinco ses)

Mi corazon is my heart, and it beats for tu.. you..
Te quiero, I want you, Te culo, that means your ass
I want to squeeze you, I want to please you
Thats why I say Por favor

We’ll be like Pico De Galo our love will be so spicy
i’ll call you Mama Cita, you can call me Papi...

Tu Es Muy bonita, yo soy es muy macho
lets get together, and make some little muchachos
and let them eat nachos.

This is you song, my spansih girl, and I can love you if
you let me try and I, I can learn to speak to you... repeat
©2003 FGAB

Tru Gangster

I am a true to life gangsta homie
My gun goes rattatat tat
and i was raised on the streets of the ghetto yeah
True dat.

If you wanna start static better think about it... uh..
I may be white but I’ll put a cap in your rear
and if you wanna step to me gonna wind up like your homie
getting tipped to by my forty ounce beer

-- because I killed you with my---

nine millimeter glock pistol forty five
if you was still alive you’ld find my --foot up your boot-tay
(break)

I’m blasting 100 watt journey as I cruise around the streets
got the top down in my mercedes Benz
i gotta tattoo of my kitten-
scrawled across my skinny white chest
and I got diamonds on my contact lens

-- I’m a player baby---

Don’t try to test me, my momma said knock you out
you open up your mouth and find my --foot up your boot-tay
(break)

I’d like to send a shout out
to all my homies keeping it real
and all you playa haters better step back.... yeah yeah yeah
I am a true to life gangsta homie...

(repeat beginning)
©2003 FGAB

I Quit, You Fat Mother Fucker

Well, I got me a job at a run down diner
makin good tips and it couldn’t be finer
till some lady said that i was being rude

She said “my soups too hot, and my coffee’s cold”
and I said “ma’am that’s because you’re old”
and I decided right there to spit some in her food

So I found her plate and i hocked something in it
and wouldn’t you know that at just that minute
the manager was coming round that curve

he said “boy you just must be crazy”
“not to mention dumb and lazy”
so I gave that fat bitch just what he deserved

(chorus)
I said I quit you fat mother fucker
You can take this job and shove it up your ass
I said I quit.... you fat mother fucker
I’m going home and i’m smoking grass
(chorus)

We all gotta work just to stay alive
and everybody’s working that nine to five
and working, man, it sure can make you sick

When you been working five years in the same damn place
and the boss keeps screaming in your god damn face
and you wanna tell that asshole to suck your dick.

Stand up for yourself and be a man
you can do it, anybody can
give that fat man a big fat peace of your mind

Tell him that you want a raise
and if he laughs right in your face
bend right over and show him your behind.
(chorus)

-bridge-

Everybody’s doing what they can
and we’re all sick of working for the man
so stand up straight and let your voice be heard
sing this song and flip your boss the bird.

and tell him...
(slow chorus)
i’m going home and I’m smoking
ah hoo.. lord i’m toking
ah hoo... lord i’m smoking grass
I’m smoking weed
cause I don’t need
your fucking ....
job.

Fat Italian

I ate too much

..pasta

...pasta

My mom wouldn't let me stop eating
I was like a cow she was feeding
I ate like a Fat Italian
Fat Italian
Fat Italian
Fat Italian
Fat Italian Man.

Vinnie Scarboni
will visit me tonight
Vinnie Scarboni
will visit me tonight
I ate too much pepperoni
and my pants are fitting tight
too much macaroni I’m not
feeling quite right
cause I ate like a Fat Italian
yes I ate like a Fat Italian
don’t you know I ate enough
to feed a Chinese small batalion
well I’m eating like a Fat Italian man
when I eat my red sauce
eating like a Fat Italian man
gonna eat alotsa pasta, pasta,
sausage and scarboni sauce
my pasta, pasta, sausage,
and scarboni sauce.
oh yeah
scarboni sauce oh yeah yeah yeah.

well i don’t play chess
and i don’t play hockey
i just want to eat some gnochi
chunky marinara sauce
tony danza is the boss
my appeti-ee-i-ite
is much bigger than the ocean
not feelin ri-ee-i-ght
got to find the magic potion
to take away my belly ache
so i can eat some more
if you’re cooking in your kitchen
i’ll be at your fucking door

I'm a Fat Italian
Fat Italian
Fat Italian
Fat Italian Man.