September 02, 2001
Pak (sung to the tune of NSYNC's 'Pop')
smelly pak... ag
sick and tired of hearin' all these people talk about
what's the deal with this pak's life and when is it gonna fade out?
the thing you've got to realize that he hasn't got a friend
he's got the gift of blasphemy see what god did to his rear end(come on now)
it doesnt matter
'bout the food he eats or the green around his back
all that matters
is that you recognize that he was born with some defect
it doesnt matter
'bout the pants he wears and where it goes and why
all that matters
is that you get hype and he'll show it to ya every time (come on now)
CHORUS
do you ever wonder why
this odour gets you high
it takes you on a ride
feel it when your senses start to rock(body starts to rock_)
and you wish that he would stop
and the smell is all you got (baby c'mon)
this must be Pak (dirty Pak, babe you cant stop i know you like this, smelly
Pak, this must be)
now you don't wanna try to classify the type of thing he'll do
he's just fine doin what he likes
will you let him vacuum for you?
im tired of hearin' all around me ' why you so sucky?'
just worry 'bout yours 'cause he's got a new nick; it's das ding an sich
it doesnt matter
'bout the food he eats or the green around his back
all that matters
is that you recognize that he was born with some defect
it doesnt matter
'bout the pants he wears and where it goes and why
all that matters
is that you get hype and he'll show it to ya everytime (come one)
CHORUS-repeat
Oooooh, man i'm tired of suckin'
(Music Break)
CHORUS-repeat
This must be, pak!... ppppppppak!
7:50 PM
