The Lyrics
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Buddy, wish that if I told you this once, you would get it (ba, ba-da, da, doh)
But that's the problem because your brain is the thickest (ba, ba-da, da, doh)
Failin' hard at-at this brunch, ma-makin' me look like a big putz
I'm tryna build rapport (ah) for my plans in store (ah) when you keep gettin' more and m-m-more on
Your cuff, your cuff (yeah), your cuff, your cuff (yeah)
Your cuff, your cuff (yeah), your cuff, your cuff (yeah)
Your cuff, your cuff, your cuff, your cuff
Your cuff, your cuff (uh), your cuff, your cuff (uh, yo)
Ain't that hard to not drag your sleeves all through each dish
Can see I don't have that problem, can miss
E'vry sauce that I have on my plate, real cinch
I-I-It's a cinch, got more space than "inch"
I'm not sayin' you've got big sleeves that flap, you dork
Not cosplayin' Wind Waker Ganondorf
Our sleeve size is matchin', small as they can be
Without any of the threads stranglin', you see (whoo!)
Y-Y-Yet I can dip only chips in the gravy
So it can get done, so I'm fine callin' you lazy
Got coordination, not clumsy like a big baby
Capable of dunkin' the dunkin' foods, so just spare me
Buddy, don't pretend I've told you just once, makes me livid (ba, ba-da, da, doh)
Can't just ignore it, mess that you're makin' is vivid (ba, ba-da, da, doh)
Ev'ryone a-at this brunch c-can see that you look like a putz
Your ass could be ignored (ah) if you were 'bout four (ah), so please stop gettin' more and m-m-more on
Your cuff, your cuff (yeah), your cuff, your cuff (yeah)
Your cuff, your cuff (yeah), your cuff, your cuff (yeah)
Your cuff, your cuff, your cuff, your cuff
Your cuff, your cuff (mmm-hmm), your cuff (yo), your cuff (yo)
It's the kinda thing that might your ass banned, I don't understand
Why it's hard to grasp that you're actin' bad
Goddamn, could at least unbutton that
And roll up both of your sleeves, no more mustard, man
It's okay, no dress code in here to abide
Well, that isn't quite true, it is black-and-white tie
But how to wear it? Nothin' was said, that's right
It should be fine to short-sleeve it all night (whoo!)
M-M-Mess on your wrists, you can wipe that right off
Napkins all 'round, not hard to find lots
Bathroom's labelled, hike off
Pretty easy fixin', why won't your behind stop?
Buddy, I know I've said this more than once: you're a dipshit (ba, ba-da, da, doh)
Not just in gen'ral, you love gettin' your shirt dipped in (ba, ba-da, da, doh)
These poor sods a-at this brunch th-think you're not used to long-sleeved stuff
Might think that it's adorbs (ah), pity's not called for (ah), dude, please stop gettin' more and m-m-more on
Your cuff, your cuff (yeah), your cuff, your cuff (yeah)
Your cuff, your cuff (yeah), your cuff, your cuff (yeah)
Your cuff, your cuff, your cuff, your cuff
Your cuff, your cuff, your cuff, your cuff
Not that friggin' hard, been clean from the start
Might make us depart 'cause you've gooped up your cuff
Your cuff
Your cuff, your cuff
Buddy, you're a dipshit, your cuff
Your cuff