Who let the frog out? (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop) *Music Plays* Well the party was nice, the party was pumpin' (Yippy Aye Oh!) With everybody having a ball (Yippy Aye Oh!) But I think I hear the Crazy Frog jumpin' (Yippy Aye Oh!) Up and Down and all on the

But does it matter then See everything go End of all things The life that we know Shift your point of view You've been warned This one-way ticket is for you When all the laughter dies We'll see nothings and realize

I got what you want boy, I got what you want I got what you want boy, you never going to get it No you never going to get it, so you might as well forget it Ho$h ninja's back what a fuckin jol Nog 'n fokken fat track, kom ons klap n zol Tsek dis kif

You ain't the one for me, baby You ain't got shit I need, bitch You want me to take my time with you Well maybe I'm not your speed, bitch Maybe I'm out your league, bitch You ain't even got no cheese, bitch Maybe I'm just too G for you Or maybe I'm just

Change that will make everything okay Well the stars are out tonight And I got nowhere to go But my nowhere is somewhere You really don't wanna know And in the morning, I'll be at the stoplight Looking kinda strange Asking for forgiveness And begging for

Well my mama she didn't 'low me, just to stay out all night long, oh Lord Well my mama didn't 'low me, just to stay out all night long I didn't care what she didn't 'low, I would Boogie-woogie When I first came to town people, I was walkin' down Hastings

And his daring life of crime Made him a legend in his time Well he never traveled heavy Yes he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And he never had a sweetheart From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia Rode a boy with a six gun

Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people When the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you try to dog him 'round Well, I was born in Mississippi And I don't take any stuff from you I've got my pistols in my pockets boys I'm Alabama bound I've got my pistols

Dad I don't wanna be sick and disgusting I'm nothing but sick and disgusting Remember the time you said son it'll be alright Remember the time you said son it will be just fine Well I'm waiting for the day that my mind says it's had enough And I pray

If you've a lesson to teach me, I'm listening, ready to learn There's no one here to police me, I'm sinking in, until you return Don't deviate, don't be afraid Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate, And now it's no ones fault but yours At the