The FuMP

Lyrics

What? Uhhhh! what? This is a song about drinkin'. Uhhh! What? what what what what what!

This is a song about drinkin', Drinkin' alone, just sitting around thinkin',
strange thoughts seem to pop into my head, I keep drinking , i don't wanna go to bed.
Should i play a game with the microwave later?, or find an open restaurant and pretend that I'm a waiter?
break into the mall and try on ladies lingerie?, Why's it only got to be for ladies anyway?
Should i walk down the street singing "Bohemian Rhapsody"? just loud enough so people wake up because they hear me?
I want more to drink, so I pour another shot, I forgot to take a sip, because I'm lost in my thoughts.
Ring! ring!, Who the hell is calling me? Al Yankovic?!? Naw i ain't answering.
Where was I? Maaaaan I need another drink, can't remember what the hell i was thinkin' about.
Hmm, Maybe i'll pour a drink for my cat Fluffy? But then there would be less for me to drink, so No! I don't think so!
I wanna drink alone! In the Dark! With my clothes off! Goddamnit get away from me Fluffy!

I guess I got a problem.... You do!
or whatever you want to call it.... it's a problem!
It's not my fault, I was born this way... what?!?
don't blame me, I'm a weird alcoholic. Ughhhh!
I guess i got a problem... You do!
Or whatever you want to call it... It's a fuckin' problem!
It's not my fault, I was born this way... Dude!!!
don't blame me I'm a weird alcoholic.

All right I'm drunk now, time to have some fun,
I'm gonna walk into my work with a paintball gun,
Pop! pop!, splat! splat! Uhh ohhh! their goes my boss, okay time to go!
I hope she didn't see me, I don't want to get fired
Uhh i need another drink, man, i'm gettin' tired.
I'm gonna head to the liquor store, I got just enough money to buy me some more.

I guess I got a problem... yeah, you do.
or whatever you want to call it... Alcoholic!
It's not my fault, I was born this way... Uhhh yeah
don't blame me, cuz I'm a weird alcoholic.... I blame you!

I guess I got a problem... yeah, you do.
or whatever you want to call it... I call it a fuckin' problem!
It's not my fault, I was born this way... yeah for sure.
don't blame me, cuz I'm a weird alcoholic.... OK!

Ahhhhhhh Shit! it's the cops. I'll just hide in this bush. Ha! I said bush.
Okay, they gone! Now I'm gonna go to the liquor store!

Yo, It's 1:59 man, sell me some beer? I got like 3 bucks in quarters right here.
Hey man, you look kinda familiar... < I Do? >
Al Yankovic?!? What you doing workin' here? < do i know you? >
No Shoes, No Service, I don't care < those are the rules >
Just sell me some beer, so what, I'm in my underwear < whatever >
Yeah, I know you called me tonight < I did? >
just sell me the beer and we can hangout, alright?!? < Cha-ching! >
So whatcha wanna do Al? Wanna break into Chuck-E-Cheese and make a pizza? < I guess so, why not? >
Maybe play some skee-ball? < Hey, alright >
Oh Oh I wanna play whack-a-mole!! < I wanna play Afterburner >
Come on Al, Charles Entertainment Cheese is calling my name < Let's Go! >

I guess I got a problem... yes you do.
or whatever you want to call it... Well, you're an alcoholic.
It's not my fault, I was born this way... Ugghhhhhh!
don't blame me, cuz i'm a weird alcoholic.
I guess I got a problem... yeah, you do.
or whatever you want to call it... I call it a problem!
It's not my fault, I was born this way... yeah that's what they all say.
don't blame me, cuz i'm a weird alcoholic.
I guess I got a problem... you got a fuckin' problem
or whatever you want to call it... Ohhh my god you got a problem!
It's not my fault, I was born this way... yeah
don't blame me, cuz I'm a weird alcoholic.... I blame you!
I guess I got a problem... I'm blamin you
Yeah, I guess i got a problem.... I blame you!
So what I guess I got a problem... Ohhh god dude!
don't blame me, cuz I'm a weird alcoholic!

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