Flight of the Conchords - Sugalumps Lyrics

(Let me tell ya)
I see you girls
Checkin' out my trunks
I see you girls
Checkin' out the front of my trunks
I see you girls
Lookin' at my junk
Then checkin' out my rump
Then back to my sugalumps

When I shake it, I shake it all up
You probably think that my pants have the mumps
It's just my sugalumps, bump-ba-bumps
They look so good
That's why I keep 'em in the front

All the ladies checkin' out my sugalumps
They drive the ladies crazy

All these bitches
Checkin' out my britches
Put 'em in a trance
When I wear track pants
My dungarees
Make them hungry
Send 'em over the moon
When I don pantaloons

My sugalumps are two of a kind
Sweet and white and highly refined
Honeys try all kinds of tomfoolery
To steal a feel of my family jewelry
My cannonballs cause a kerfuffle
The ladies they hustle to ruffle my truffle
If you party with the Party Prince
You get two complimentary after-dinner mints

Girsl surround me when I'm stading on teh stoop
Givin' me gifts like, free chicken soup
Book tokens, free chicken soup
Standing on teh corner going, uhmst uhmst
uhmst uhmst
uhmst uhmst

We see you girls
Checkin' out our trunks
We see you girls
Checkin' out the front of our trunks
We see you girls
Lookin' at our junk
Checkin' out our rumps
Then back to our sugalumps

Chillin' at my store
Doin' my thing
When in walks a guy
With his dick in a sling
I'm like, "Holy shit!
What's happened to you?"
He said,
"How much will you give for the family jewels?"
I said, "Ten bucks."
He said, "No way!"
"Ten bucks and a Frisbee"
He said, "Okay."
Then I took his sugalumps
And put 'em up in a display
And sold them as hacky-sacks
Later that day

All the ladies they want a taste of my sugalumps
Sweet sugalumps,
All the ladies they want a taste of my sugalumps
Sweet sugalumps, yeah