Your greasy bands, your salty lips

Now if you start to death
You just have yourself complain

I know Darth Vader's really got you annoyed
But remember if you kill him, you'll an Emploee of Yoda

Even got a homepage for my doll

When I leave a room
First I gotta greet the door.

We haven't even payed the phone bill in 300 years

They see me mowin'
My front lawn
I know they're all thinking
I'm so White N' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!
I wanna roll with-
The gangsters
But so far they all think
I'm too white n' nerdy

Then we drive to the drive-thru
Heading off to the drive-thru
We're approaching the drive-thru
Getting close to the drive-thru!
Almost there at the drive-thru
Now we're here at the drive thru
Here in line at the drive-thru
Did I mention the drive-thru?

This song's just six words long
This song's just six words long...

It's like spitting on a fish,
it's like barking up a tree,
it's like I said, you gotta buy one if you want to get one free.

Just lock me in the freezer and throw away the key.

And I swear I'm never gonna leave you, darlin'
At least 'til something better comes along.

And we haven't paid phone bills for 300 years

I know if I put my mind to it
I know I can find a good rhyme here

You haven't got an ounce of class
You're just one big pain in the....neck

I'd rather clean all of the toilets
in Grand Central Station with my tongue
than spend one more minute with you

You're absolutely perfect,
Don't speak now, you might spoil it

Airline Amy, this is my new mission
Gotta get you in an upright locked position

'We're just crazy Mennonites
Living in an Amish Paradise'

Don Pardo, just tell me now what I didn't win

Art Fleming gave the answers

Oh and then I might decide to tie you up with dental floss
I'll make you wear a harness and I'll show ya who's the boss

I wanna be your Krakatoa
Let my lava flow all over you
I wanna be your anaconda
And your heat-seeking missile, too
I wanna be your beef burrito
Am I makin' this perfectly clear?
I wanna be your love torpedo
Are ya pickin' up a subtle innuendo here?

gonna by a kleenex used by Dr Dre
gonna by that Farrah Fawcett poster.

and i was crazy like Manson about her, she had me all choked up like Mama Cass
I was sweating like Nixon at the sight of her, with her eyes like a Buddy Rich solo

You got your license from Cracker Jacks

I'll bet You're maqically delicious
Like a bowl of Lucky Charms

Do what you want, but don't step on my blue suede shoes.

Ginger and Mary Ann could've used some funky cold medina.

Let me be your hog. Let me be your hog now.

Melanie, what can the problem be?

Bargle Nawdle Zouss

I got my alligator boots I wear my pants skin tight
I wear my dark sunglasses in the middle of the night.

Yeah, every day I make the front page news.
No time to pay my dues.
I got a million pairs of shoes.
This is the life.

Then there was this guy who
made his wife so mad that one
night she cut off his wiener and
when he finally came to he found
that Mr Happy was missing.
He couldn't quite explain it
it had always just been there

Next week on Fox, watch lions eat Christians.

Albuquerque. Albuquerque.

You gettin' to skinny, you gotta eat. Mange, Mange!

I was watching my TV one night when they broke in with a special report About dsome devistating earthquake in Peru There were thirty thousand crushed to death, even more were buried alive On the Richter scale it measured 8.2 And I said, "God, please answer me one question?" "Why'd they have to interrupt 'The Simpsons' just for this?" What a drag, 'cause I was taping it and everything And now I'll have to wait for the rerun to see the part of the show I missed Why does this always happen? Why does this always happen to me? Why does this always happen? (Why) Why does this always happen to me? Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba I was driving down the highway when all the traffic slowed to a crawl There was a twelve-car pile-up, everybody dead And I saw brains and guts and vital organs splattered everywhere As well as my friend Robert's disembodied head And I thought - Poor Rob, I just had lunch with him Hey, wait a minute, he still owes me money - what a jerk Well, there's five bucks that I'm never gonna see again Plus now, on top of everything else, it looks like I'm gonna be late to work Why does this always happen? Why does this always happen to me? Why does this always happen? (Why) Why does this always happen to me? Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba, ba ba Oh, the other day, my boss said we were running low on toner And he told me I should buy another case Well, I told him I was busy, but he still just kept on asking So, I turned around and stabbed him in the face (right in the face) Oh, and wouldn't you know it, my knife got stuck I guess that's probably bound to happen now and then But I'm afraid I may have bent the tip a little And I know that blade will never ever be quite as sharp again (quite as sharp again) Oh, tell me Why does this always happen? Why does this always happen to me? Why does this always happen? Why does this always happen to me? Why does this always happen to me? (Why does this always happen to me?) Why does this always happen to me? (Why does this always happen to me?) Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba

It's Christmas at Ground Zero, now the missiles are on their way. What a crazy fluke, we're gonna get nuked on this jolly holiday.

Poor Peter Parker was pitiful.

You can sit around the house and watch "Leave It To Beaver".

Don't wanna be a Canadian idiot.