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Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #70

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Trigger Happy

Title: “Trigger Happy”

Written: Al Yankovic

Album: Off the Deep End

Release: 1992

Style Parody: 1960s Surf rock like the beach Boys or Jan and Dean.

This one may not have aged well. It is a satire of the American gun culture, but with the accumulation of shooters in the country, the joke might hit harder than intended. It is still quite funny with the juxtaposition of the ark lyrics and the upbeat, sunny music.

Lyrics

Got an AK-47, well you know it makes me feel alright
Got an Uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There’s no feeling any greater
Than to shoot first and ask questions later
Now I’m trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Well, you can’t take my guns away, I got a constitutional right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the Commies attack us tonight
I’ll blow their brains out with my Smith and Wesson
That ought to teach them all a darn good lesson
Now I’m trigger happy, trigger happy every day

trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I’m) trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I’m so) trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I’m gonna have to blow you away

Oh, I accidently shot daddy last night in the den
I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed Nazi again
Now why’d you have to get so mad?
It was just a lousy flesh wound, Dad
You know, I’m trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Oh, I still haven’t figured out the safety on my rifle yet
Little Fluffy took a round, better take him to the vet
I filled that kitty cat so full of lead
We’ll have to use him for a pencil instead
Well, I’m so trigger happy, trigger happy every day

trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I’m) trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I’m so) trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I’m gonna have to blow you away

Come on and grab your ammo
What have you got to lose?
We’ll get all liquored up
And shoot at anything that moves

Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight
Oh, I’m prayin’ somebody tries to break in here tonight
I always keep a Magnum in my trunk
You better ask yourself, do you feel lucky, punk?
Because I’m trigger happy, trigger happy every day

trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I’m) trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I’m so) trigger, trigger happy
Yes I’m trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I’m gonna have to blow you away
Better watch out, punk, or I’m gonna have to blow you away
Better watch out, punk, or I’m gonna have to blow you away
Better watch out, punk, or I’m gonna have to blow you away

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #71

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Polka Party

Title: “Polka Party”

Album: Polka Party

Released: 1986

Genre: Polka/Comedy

Songs: “Sledgehammer,” “Sussudio,” “Party All the Time,” “Say You, Say Me,” “Freeway of Love,” “What You Need,” “Harlem Shuffle,” “Venus,” “Nasty,” “Rock Me Amadeus,” “Shout,” “Papa Don’t Preach.”

I listened to this one forever during my college days.

Lyrics

You could have a big dipper
Going up and down all around the bends
You could have a bumper car bumping
This amusement never ends

I wanna be your sledgehammer
Why don’t you call my name?
Oh, let me be your sledgehammer
This will be my testimony, yeah, yeah

There’s a girl that’s been on my mind all the time
Su-su-sudio, oh-oh
Now she don’t even know my name
But I think she likes me just the same
Su-su-sudio, whoa-oh

And my girl wants to party all the time
Party all the time, party all the time
My girl wants to party all the time, party all the time
She parties all the time

Say you, say me
Say it for always, that’s the way it should be
Say you, say me
Say it together naturally

We’re going riding on the freeway of love
Wind’s against our back
We’re going riding on the freeway of love
In a big Cadillac

That’s why you need, ooh
That’s why this what you need, I’ll give you what you need

Yah, yah, yah, do the Harlem polka, everybody now
Yah, yah, yah, do the Harlem polka

She’s got it, yeah baby, she’s got it
Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
What’s your desire?

Nasty, nasty boys don’t mean a thing
Oh, you nasty boys
Nasty, nasty boys don’t ever change
Oh, you nasty boys

I like this part

Ooh, rock me Amadeus
Ooh, rock me Amadeus
Ooh, rock me Amadeus, ooh

Shout, shout, let it all out
These are the things I can do without, come on
I’m talking to you, come on

Please papa don’t preach, I’m in trouble deep
Papa don’t preach, I’ve been losing sleep
But I’ve made up my mind, I’m keeping my baby
Oh, I’m gonna keep my baby
I’m gonna keep my baby

Keep my baby
Keep my baby
Keep my baby
Hey

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #72

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Gump

Title: “Gump”

Album: Bad Hair Day

Release: 1996

Written: Chris Ballew/ Jason S. Finn / David Michael Dederer/Al Yankovic

Parody: “Lump” by The Presidents of the United States

Another topic that Al uses in his songs was movies. He has spoofed Spider-Man, Star Wars, and this one, based on the film Forrest Gump. Al’s video is another example of what Weird Al does as he parodied the Presidents of the Unites States as well. Ruth Buzzi guest starred as well.

Lyrics

Gump sat alone on a bench in the park
“My name is Forrest”, he’d casually remark
Waitin’ for the bus with his hands in his pockets
He just kept sayin’ life is like a box of chocolates

He’s Gump, he’s Gump
What’s in his head?
He’s Gump, he’s Gump, he’s Gump
Is he in-bred?

Gump was a big celebrity
He told JFK that he really had to pee
He never feels too dumb because
His mom always told him stupid is as stupid does

He’s Gump, he’s Gump
He’s kinda square
He’s Gump, he’s Gump, he’s Gump
What’s with that hair?
Wow!

Run, run
Run, run, now Forrest, run
Run
Run like the wind now
Run, run
Run, run, now Forrest, run
Stop!

His buddy Bubba was a shrimp-lovin’ man
His friend with no legs he called Lieutenant Dan
His girlfriend Jenny was kind of a slut
Went to the White House, showed LBJ his butt

He’s Gump, he’s Gump
He’s not too bright
He’s Gump, he’s Gump, he’s Gump
But he’s alright
Wow!

Is this Gump out of his head?
I think so
Is this Gump really brain dead?
I think so
Yeah, woo!
Did this Gump make lots of bread?
I think so
And that’s all I have to say about that

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #73

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Toothless People

Title: “Toothless People”

Written:  Mick Jagger/Daryl Hall/David A. Stewart/Al Yankovic

Album: Polka Party

Release: 1986

Parody: “Ruthless People” by Mick Jagger

This is another hidden gem as Al parodied a title track to the movie Ruthless People. It was deep on the album Polka Party but was always a personal favorite.

Lyrics

They only show you their gums when they smile
Ain’t got a tooth in their heads now, how vile
Only can eat things like pudding and applesauce
They never have to buy toothpicks or dental floss

Hey, stand up
Toothless people, their breath is lethal, want to tell you
Hey, come on, stand up, get on your feet
Toothless people, old and feeble, what I say

No more of those pearly whites will they possess
Their oral hygiene is frightful, a mess
Lots of ’em suffering from trench mouth and gum disease
At least they don’t have to worry ’bout cavities

Hey, stand up, take out your teeth
Toothless people, old and feeble, oh yes

You can brush ’em, you can floss ’em
They’re something you just can’t ignore
If you lose ’em, you’re in trouble
‘Cause the tooth fairy won’t come no more
You need something to show your dentist
The next time he makes you say “Ah”
You don’t want to have to wind up
Eating all of your food through a straw

You’d better brush your teeth now (hey)
Toothless, toothless, toothless, toothless people
Hey, stand up, toothless people

Source: LyricFind

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #74

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Gotta Boogie

Title: “Gotta Boogie”

Written: Al Yankovic

Album: “Weird Al” Yankovic

Release: 1983

Style: Dance/disco

Lots of funny puns involving boogers. What more can you ask? This was a wonderful surprise the first time hearing Weird Al’s debut album, as I do not remember hearing it on the Dr. Demento show. I did see Al perform this live in concert at one of the times I saw him play.

Lyrics

Gotta boogie
Gotta boogie
Gotta boogie
Gotta boogie
I gotta boogie (gotta boogie)
Gotta boogie (gotta boogie)
I gotta boogie (gotta boogie)
Gotta boogie on my finger and I can’t shake it off

Well, I went out to a party just the other night
I was jammin’ to the music, I was feelin’ alright
I was burning up the floor like a disco maniac
When my woman said, “Baby, why’s your hand behind you back?”

Gotta boogie (gotta boogie)
I said boogie (gotta boogie)
I gotta boogie (gotta boogie)
Gotta boogie on my finger and I can’t shake it off

I can’t pick it off (uh uh)
I can’t flick it off (uh uh)
I sure ain’t gonna lick it off (oh no)
So I guess I’m gonna have to learn to live with it

I gotta boogie (gotta boogie, uh huh, he’s gotta boogie)
I gotta boogie (gotta boogie, uh huh, he’s gotta boogie)
I gotta boogie (gotta boogie, uh huh, he’s gotta boogie)
Gotta boogie on my finger and I can’t shake it off

Gotta boogie
(Boogie)
Hey, you wanna boogie? (No man, I don’t wanna boogie)
Wanna boogie? (Get that boogie out of my face)
Do any of you wanna boogie? (No!)

Gotta boogie on my finger
Gotta boogie on my finger
Gotta boogie on my finger and I can’t shake it off

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #75

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Hooked on Polkas

Title: “Hooked on Polkas”

Album: Dare to Be Stupid

Style: Polka/Comedy

Released: 1985

Songs in medley: “Twelfth Street Rag,” “State of Shock,” “Sharp Dressed Man,” “What’s Love Got to Do with It,” “Method of Modern Love,” “Owner of a Lonely Heart,” “We’re Not Gonna Take It,” “99 Luftballons” (sung in German), “Footloose,” “The Reflex,” “Bang Your Head (Metal Health),” and “Relax”.

Lyrics

You’re takin’ to me good,
Just like you know you should.
You get me on my knees,
Please, baby, please.


She looks so great, every time I see her face.
She put me in a state (ooh, state of shock)


Top coat. Top hat.
I don’t worry, ’cause my wallet’s fat.
Black shades. White glove.
Lookin’ sharp. Lookin’ for love.
They come a-runnin’ just as fast as they can,
‘Cause every girl’s crazy ’bout a sharp-dressed man, hey!

Whoo! Ah ha!


Oh, what’s love, got to do, got to do with it?
What’s love but a second-hand emotion?
What’s love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken?


M E T H O D O F L O V E,
It’s the method of modern love.


Owner of a lonely heart.
Owner of a lonely heart,
Much better than the
Owner of a broken heart.
Owner of a lonely heart.


We’re not gonna take it. No!
We ain’t gonna take it.
We’re not gonna take it, any more.


Neun und neunzig luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont.
Denkst du vielleicht Grad an mich.
Dann singe ich ein Lied fur dich.


Now I gotta cut loose. Footloose.
Kick off my Sunday shoes.
Please! Louise! Pull me off-a my knees.
Jack! Get back! Come on, before we crack!
Loose! You’re blues. Ev’ry body cut footloose!


So why don’t you use it.
Try not to bruise it.
Find time, don’t lose it.


Bang your head.
Metal health’ll drive ya mad.
Bang your head.
Metal health’ll drive ya mad.


Relax, don’t do it.
When you wanna go to it.
Relax, don’t do it.
When you wanna come.
Relax, don’t do it.
When you wanna sock it to it.
Relax, don’t do it.
When you wanna come.
When you wanna come.
When you want to come.

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #76

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The Brady Bunch

Title: “The Brady Bunch”

Written:  Ivan Doroschuk/Sherwood Schwartz/Frank De Vol/Al Yankovic

Album: “Weird Al” Yankovic In 3D

Released: 1984

Parody: “The Safety Dance” by Men Without Hats

Style: Synth-pop/new wave

Here is another song where Al dives into television, including the actual lyrics from The Brady Bunch TV show. Parodying the popular one-hit wonder, “The Safety Dance,” Al showed his versitality.

Lyrics

You can watch Mr. Rogers, you can watch Three’s Company
And you can turn on Fame or The Newlywed Game
Or The Addams Family
I say, you can watch Barney Miller, and you can watch your MTV
And you can watch ’til your eyes fall out of your head
That’ll be okay with me
And you can watch (TV!)

You can watch Johnny Carson you can watch Phil Donahue
And you can use TV Guide to help you decide with a capsulized review
Say, you can watch 60 Minutes, even Captain Kangaroo
But there’s only one set, so whatever you watch
Well, you know I gotta watch it too

Say, give it up, give it up
Television’s taking its toll
That’s enough, that’s enough
Gimme the remote control
I’ve been nice, I’ve been good
Please don’t do this to me

Turn it off, turn it off
I don’t want to have to see The Brady Bunch
Not The Brady Bunch
Well, The Brady Bunch
Yeah, The Brady Bunch

It’s the story of a lovely lady
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother
The youngest one in curls
It’s a story of a man named Brady
Who was busy with three boys of his own
They were four men living all together
Yeah, but they were all alone

Until the one day, one day
When the lady met the fellow
And they knew, and they knew
It was much more than a hunch
That the group
This group must somehow form a family
That’s the way, that’s the way
That’s the way they all became The Brady Bunch

Well, The Brady Bunch
Yeah, The Brady Bunch
Well, The Brady Bunch
Oh, it’s The Brady Bunch
It’s The Brady Bunch
Oh, The Brady Bunch, yeah

Oh, The Brady Bunch
It’s The Brady Bunch
Well, it’s The Brady Bunch
Well, it’s The Brady Bunch
Well, it’s The Brady Bunch
It’s The Brady Bunch

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #77

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Inactive

Title: “Inactive”

Written: Dan Reynolds/Wayne Sermon/Ben McKee/Daniel Platzman/Alex da Kid/Josh Mosser/Al Yankovic.

Album: Mandatory Fun

Release: 2014

Parody: “Radioactive” by Imagine Dragons

This song really spoke to me…. especially that line that says I can’t reach the remote control…

Lyrics

I’m waking up, in Cheeto dust
My belly’s covered with pizza crust
I’m using my inhaler now
I’m out of shape, fattening up
I’m sipping Coke from a Solo Cup
Donut crumbs are upon my lips, whoa

The TV’s on, I really hate this show
I can’t reach my remote control
Welcome to my new place, to my new place
Sorry it’s a cramped space, but it’s my place
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, I’m so inactive
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, highly inactive

My muscle’s gone, I’m atrophied
Always lose my fight with gravity
I rest my bones, and just chillax, whoa
My NordicTrack’s collecting dust
And my StairMaster’s a pile of rust
This is it, The Inertia, whoa

I can’t get up, this couch is part of me
I’m growing cobwebs on my knee
Pretty sad for my age, sad for my age
I could break my rib cage, here is my age
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, yes, quite inactive
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, not very active

Near comatose, no exercise
Don’t tag my toe, I’m still alive

I’m giving up, my energy is shot
I’m never moving from this spot
Never move from this place, move from this place
I’ll stay here in this place, right in this place
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, just so inactive
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, not so attractive

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #78

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Grapefruit Diet

Title: “Grapefruit Diet”

Written: Steve Perry/Al Yankovic

Album: Running With Scissors

Released: 1999

Parody: “Zoot Suit Riot” by Cherry Poppin’ Daddies

Style: Ska-Swing/Big band

Lyrics

Who’s that waddlin’ down the street?
It’s just me, ’cause I love to eat
Fudge and Twinkies and deviled ham
Who’s real flabby? Yes, I am!
Every picture of me’s
Gotta be an aerial view
Now my doctor tells me
There’s just one thing left to do

Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Throw out the pizza and beer
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Oh, get those jelly donuts out of here
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Might seem a little severe
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
I’m gettin’ tired of my big fat rear
Blow, fatty!

Well, I used to live on chocolate sauce
Made sumo wrestlers look like Kate Moss
Walked down an alley and I got stuck
I got more rolls than a pastry truck
When I’m all done eating
I eat a little more
When I leave a room
First I gotta grease the door

Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Can’t have another éclair
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
I gotta decrease my derriere

I’m on a Grapefruit Diet
I’m on a Grapefruit Diet
I’m on a Grapefruit Diet

No more pie now
No more créme brulee
Lay off the gravy
And souffle
No french fri-yi-yies now
No ice cream parfait
Mr. Cheese Nacho
Stay away

Oh, I think I’d sell my soul
For a triple patty melt
But I need a boomerang
When I put on my belt

Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Lay off the 3 Musketeers
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Until my big booty disappears
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Eat ’em till they’re comin’ out of my ears
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
‘Cause I haven’t seen my feet in years

I’m on a Grapefruit Diet
I’m on a Grapefruit Diet
I’m on a Grapefruit Diet

I think I’m about ready for a Quarter Pounder with extra cheese
I need a side order of onion rings
And don’t forget to Super-Size that
Yeah

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #79

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Harvey the Wonder Hamster

Title: “Harvey the Wonder Hamster”

Written: Al Yankovic

Album: Alapalooza

Style: March

The shortest song of the countdown, Harvey the Wonder Hamster is a song written for the Weird Al Show and the character of Harvey, who was Al’s pet but also appeared as an anthropomorphic hamster sidekick of the town’s crimefighter, Fatman.

Lyrics

Oh, Harvey, Harvey
Harvey the wonder hamster
He doesn’t bite and he doesn’t squeal
He just runs around on his hamster wheel

Harvey, Harvey
Harvey the wonder hamster
Hey, Harvey!

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #80

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George of the Jungle

Title: “George of the Jungle”

Written: Stan Worth and Sheldon Allman and Marc Shaiman

Album: Dare to Be Stupid

Released: 1985

Genre: TV Theme Songs

Weird Al rerecorded the theme for the 1967 cartoon George of the Jungle for his Dare to Be Stupid album. His version of the theme was included in the 1997 live-action movie of the same name. This will be one of the few songs in this top 100 that Weird Al did not write or at least contribute to himself.

Lyrics

George, George, George of the jungle
Strong as he can be
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree

George, George, George of the jungle
Lives a life that’s free
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree

When he gets in scrapes
When he makes his escapes
With the help of his friend
An ape named Ape

Then away he’ll schlep
On his elephant Shep
While Fella and Ursula
Stay in step with

George, George, George of the jungle
Friend to you and me
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree
Watch out for that (Ahhh) (Oooh) tree
George, George, George of the Jungle
Friend to you and me

Source: LyricFind

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #81

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Bohemian Polka

Title: “Bohemian Polka”

Written: Freddie Mercury/Al Yankovic

Album: Alapalooza

Release: 1993

Genre: Polka/Comedy

Bohemian Polka is the only polka Al ever put together for an album that was just a cover of a single song, Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen. I can remember the shock when first playing the song and seeing how the polka would not feature a group of songs from a variety of artists.

Lyrics

Is this the real life
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
‘Cause I’m easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn’t really matter to me
To me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body’s aching all the time
Goodbye everybody – I’ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a mam
Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning – very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo figaro – Magnifico… Hey! Hey! Hey!
I’m just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go – let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go – let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go – let him go
Will not let you go – let him go
Will not let you go – let him go
No, no, no, no, no no no no no!

Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me
For me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby – Can’t do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out – just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me Anyway the wind blows – Hey!

Source: LyricFind

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #82

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Taco Grande

Title: “Taco Grande”

Written: Warren / Mejia / Yankovic / Soy / Slezynger

Album: Off the Deep End

Released: 1992

Parody: “Rico Suave” by Gerardo

Style: Latin Rap/Comedy

A good example of a song that I did not remember as a parody, since the original song was so easily forgotten.

Lyrics

Taco
Grande
Taco
Grande

Yo quiero chimichangas y chile colorado
Yo tengo el dinero para un steak picado
Las flautas y tamales, siempre muy bueno
Y el chile relleno

You see, I just gotta have a tostada, carne asada
That’s right, I want the whole enchilada
My only addiction has to do with a flour tortilla
I need a quesadilla

I love to stuff my face with tacos al carbón
With my friends, or when I’m all alone
Yo tengo mucho hambre y ahora lo quiero
Un burrito ranchero

So give me something spicy and hot, now
Break out the menu, what you got, now?
Oh, would you tell the waiter I’d like to have sour cream on the side
You better make sure the beans are refried

Taco
Grande
Taco
Grande

Well, there’s not a taco big enough for a man like me
That’s why I order two or three
Let me give you a tip, just try a nacho chip
It’s really good with bean dip

I eat uno, dos, tres, cuatro burritos
Pretty soon I can’t fit in my Speedos
Well, I hope they feed us lots of chicken fajitas
And a pitcher of margaritas

Well, the combination plates all come with beans and rice
The taquitos here are very nice
Now I’m down on my knees, we need some extra tomatoes and cheese
And could you make that separate checks, please?

Taco
Grande
Taco
Grande

“Buenos noches, señor. bienvenido a Enrico’s Casa de Salsa
Tenemos muchos platos muy sabrosos
Si puedo recomendar el ardiente pollo al infierno muy delicioso
Sus ojos se quemarán, su estomago estará en fuego
Se quedarán en el baño por una semana
Entiendes lo que digo gringo estúpido tonto?”

Well, the food is coming, I can hardly wait
Now watch your fingers, careful hot plate!
What you think you’re doing with my chile con queso?
Well, if you want some, just say so

Oh boy, pico de gallo
They sure don’t make it like this in Ohio
No gracias, yo quiero jalepeños, nada más
You can toss away the hot sauce

¿Dónde están los nachos? Holy frijole!
You better get me a bowl of guacamole
¿Y usted, Eugene? Why’s your face turning green?
Don’t you like pinto bean?

You want some more cinnamon crispas?
If you don’t, hasta la vista
Just take the rest home in a doggie bag if you wanna
You can finish it mañana

Well, it’s been a pleasure, I can’t eat no more
Señor, la cuenta, por favor
If you ain’t tried real Mexican cooking, well, you oughta
Just don’t drink the water

Taco
Grande
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Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #83

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#83

Theme from Rocky XIII (The Rye or the Kaiser)

Title: “Theme from Rocky XIII (The Rye or the Kaiser)”

Album: Weird Al Yankovic In 3D

Release: 1982

Written:  Jim Peterik/Frankie Sullivan/Al Yankovic

Parody: “The Eye of the Tiger” by Survivor

Style: Rock/Movie Songs

One of the more unknown Al parodies from his second major album. This is one of the early songs to show how clever Al could be with his lyrics and yet one more song that he wrote involving food.

Lyrics

Fat and weak, what a disgrace
Guess the champ got too lazy
Ain’t gonna fly now, he’s just takin’ up space
Sold his gloves, threw his eggs down the drain

But he’s no bum, he works down the street
He bought the neighborhood deli
Back on his feet, now he’s choppin’ up meat
Come inside, maybe you’ll hear him say

Try the rye or the kaiser
They’re on special tonight
If you want, you can have an appetizer
You might like our salami, and the liver’s all right
And they’d really go well with the rye
Or the kaiser

Never eats while on the job
He heard it’s good to stay hungry
But he makes a pretty mean shish kabob
Have a taste, they were made fresh today

Try the rye or the kaiser or the wheat or the white
Maybe I can suggest an appetizer
Stay away from the tuna, it smells funny tonight
But you just can’t go wrong with the rye
Or the kaiser

So today, his deli comes first
Still he dreams of his past days of glory
Goes in the back and beats up on the liverwurst
All the while you can still hear him say

It’s the rye or the kaiser, it’s the thrill of one bite
Let me please be your catering advisor
If you want substitutions, I won’t put up a fight
You can have your roast beef on the rye
Or the kaiser

The rye or the kaiser

The rye or the kaiser

The rye or the kaiser

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #84

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#84

The White Stuff

Title: “The White Stuff”

Album: Off the Deep End

Release: 1992

Parody: “You Got It (The Right Stuff)” by New Kids on the Block. 

Written: Maurice Starr/Al Yankovic

Style: Pop/Boy Band

There have been plenty of original songs that Weird Al parodied that I have either did not like or did not know. You Got It (The Right Stuff) is a perfect example of a song that I disliked that Weird Al made better with his parody.

And what can be a better topic for a song than the white stuff in an Oreo cookie?

Lyrics

The white stuff
The white stuff

The first one was a sweet one
Second one was a blast
Soon I finished off the bag, ate ’em up real fast
You can see ’em in my teeth
Tell it when I talk
Had so many my pancreas just went into shock

I love the white stuff, baby
In the middle of an Oreo
I love the white stuff, baby
It’s the most delicious thing I know

I’ve had a zillion or two
In my life, they’re so right
My teeth are all rotted clear through
But who cares? What else am I supposed to do?

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oreo
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, the white stuff
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oreo
What’s in the middle? The white stuff

The first time that I tried it
Got a big sugar buzz
Nothing gets me high as that sandwhich cookie does
But I love the filling most
I rub it on my roast
Mix it in with my coffee and spread it on my toast

I love the white stuff, baby
In the middle of an Oreo
I love the white stuff, baby
Take some with me everywhere I go

Might get a pimple or two
Well, so what? It’s all right
Now Twinkies and Ding Dongs won’t do
All I need… You know what it is

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oreo
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, the white stuff
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Oreo
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, the white stuff
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oreo
What’s in the middle? The white stuff

Source: Musixmatch