If you're come in from the street With dirty shoes on your feet That's a technical foul If you switch the radio To some modern music show That's a technical foul If you don't shut the door After using the 'frigerator That's a technical foul A technical foul If you touch the thermostat You'll get hit with a bat 'Cause that's a technical foul (You will feel my wrath) If your hair clogs the drain You'll know the meaning of pain 'Cause that's a technical foul (I'll show you no mercy) Oh, this is such bullshit-a (hey) In this house we say bullspit Or it's a technical foul A technical foul Let me get this straight You expect me to change my entire lifestyle in one night Because you guys are a couple of psychotic control freaks? You got it, bub Or you can go rot in the gutter, it's up to you, Yankee Doodle Well, I don't wanna do that But let me run a few questions by you so I don't screw up accidentally If I don't spray Lysol after moving a bowel That's a technical foul Okay, if I decide to wash my ass with your monogram towel That's a technical foul (please say hiney) If I make fun of your crazy feeties Or give sugar cookies to Miss Diabetes That's not only a technical foul, but possibly a homicide Can I sleep past three? If you do, you'll get a T Take a whiz in those flowers? I'll say hit the showers Use this horn as a bong? Adios, Tommy Chong Make some long distance calls? You'll get a kick in the balls, oops Can I walk around with my morning erection? If you want an automatic ejection 'Cause that's a technical foul But I'd like to see it anyway, just kidding There are certain rules which apply in one's life With your sister, friends, or imaginary wife I can't believe I haven't killed myself (respect carries over beyond the court) Here with Wigs McGee and a furry elf (whether you're Jewish, Diabetic or especially short) She's neurotic and he's a tool (my feet are strange and my groin is hairy) How did I get stuck in this shit hole? (My imaginary wife likes to be called "Mary") Guess I'll have to deal with your demands (why, oh why) But please don't touch me with your alien hands (won't someone retrieve my wig, wig, wig) I got no right to growl The whistle, she's on the prowl Without my wig, I look like an owl, hoo hoo Oh my God Don't laugh at her Or it's a technical foul A technical foul A technical foul
@@CoM88yI was asking for you to do Sonny with a Chance Sonny at the Falls on March 12, 2010 and Life With Derek Prank Wars September 23, 2009 from Squee to put on Google drive. Can you do it?
