You want to know Then I'll try To tell you how it is There Isn't ever much Cracking the coconut hoping to get me to open wide Now If you want to know Then all you have to do is ask me I don't have a thing to hide I walk in the office of my orthodontist and without a warning My jawbone is already pried And honestly, I've never lied Second to none If I pucker my lips and I lickem I'm looking to kick an impeccable pun I don't kick it like Beckham I kick it like Beckham a decade ago when I run my mouth You think I'm a megalo-maniac A lout? I'll be begging to differ Try sticking a flute or a piccolo Up a particular part of your pecker But I'll let you pick it though I'm out I'll chuck up a deuce-- a bigalow And be cracking a Michelob And I give a toast And I trickle a bit in the gutter for all of my bigger bros And I walk it out Now If you want to know Then all you have to do is ask me Not a thing to hide I'm trying to be totally open like all the time Now If you want to know Now Then all you have to do is ask me Not a thing to hide Now Not one damn thing Now Not one damn thing And I'm glad I got all of these ears around Me Not one damn thing And I'm glad I got all of these ears around
