Jemaine:
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 sugar lumps
while I shake yeah I shake it all up
you probably think that my pants have the mumps
it's just my sugar lump b**p-ba-b**p
they look so good that's why I keep them in the front
Bret:
All the ladies checkin' out my sugar lumps (they drive the ladies crazy)
Jemaine:
All these b****** checkin' out my britches
put them in a trance when I wear track pants
my dungarees make them hung(a)ry
send them over the moon when I don pantaloons
Bret:
My sugar lumps are two of a kind
sweet and white and highly refined
honeys try all kinds of tomfoolery to steal a feel of my family jewelery
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
Jemaine:
Girls surround me when I'm standing on the stoop
givin' me gifts, like free chicken soup
Book tokens, free chicken soup
standing on the corner goin'
ssp ahh ssp ahh
Jemaine:
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 then checkin' out our rumps then back to our sugar lumps
Dave:
Chillin' at my store, doing my thing, when in walks a guy with his d*** in a sling.
Im like, "Holy s***! What happened to you?"
He said, "how much will you give me for the family jewels?"
I said, "ten bucks".
He said, "no way!".
"Ten bucks and a frisbee."
He said "OK".
Then i took his sugar lumps and put them up in a display, and sold them as 'hackisacks' later that day
Bret and Jemaine:
All the ladies, they want, a taste of my sugar lumps.
Sweet sugar lumps, ya.
All the ladies, they want, a taste of my sugar lumps.
Sweet sugar lumps.
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 sugar lumps
while I shake yeah I shake it all up
you probably think that my pants have the mumps
it's just my sugar lump b**p-ba-b**p
they look so good that's why I keep them in the front
Bret:
All the ladies checkin' out my sugar lumps (they drive the ladies crazy)
Jemaine:
All these b****** checkin' out my britches
put them in a trance when I wear track pants
my dungarees make them hung(a)ry
send them over the moon when I don pantaloons
Bret:
My sugar lumps are two of a kind
sweet and white and highly refined
honeys try all kinds of tomfoolery to steal a feel of my family jewelery
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
Jemaine:
Girls surround me when I'm standing on the stoop
givin' me gifts, like free chicken soup
Book tokens, free chicken soup
standing on the corner goin'
ssp ahh ssp ahh
Jemaine:
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 then checkin' out our rumps then back to our sugar lumps
Dave:
Chillin' at my store, doing my thing, when in walks a guy with his d*** in a sling.
Im like, "Holy s***! What happened to you?"
He said, "how much will you give me for the family jewels?"
I said, "ten bucks".
He said, "no way!".
"Ten bucks and a frisbee."
He said "OK".
Then i took his sugar lumps and put them up in a display, and sold them as 'hackisacks' later that day
Bret and Jemaine:
All the ladies, they want, a taste of my sugar lumps.
Sweet sugar lumps, ya.
All the ladies, they want, a taste of my sugar lumps.
Sweet sugar lumps.