Flight Of The Bootymaster

wesley willis starts to break down

feels the beat and hits the dance floor

i will listen to the radio

still i can't hear you on the telephone

it's a shakedown so count from one to three

and shake your booty 'til the early dawn

you gotta be laid back, rock to obscurity

then you will surely find there's nothing wrong with me

three months have passed

and no reception has left me searching for another one

it's too bad that i was believing

that you could ever be more than deceiving

and when i listen to the radio

now i'm not thinking things about you

and all the things you say that drive me crazy

could not compare to the things you never say

now is the end

i will call her a friend

i won't regret what i said (what i said)

when i become a man then i will surely see

that you were just a girl and you were wrong for me

if you would ever call i know that i'd be home

because i'm waiting and i'm all alone