Squeezebox

[Intro:???]

Oh my god

I cannot believe this moment is happening

But drag it out Al...

[Verse 1: MC Paul Barman]

Hot plaything, stop shaving

Pussy's not the same thing as armpits or legs

It carpets the negative space filled with eggs, where you're threadbare

"Dead air!

Where's the red hair?!"

I'd admire a firesnatch, mine's black as a briar patch

To a sold out crowd I'll yell out loud:

"Stop shaving, stop now!"

Drop trou shaving is like going home sober

If you have to, make a comb-over

Cold passion, so old fashioned

Curls got hold traction, I'm askin':

"Why do women shave off their beautiful eyebrows and retrace them in pencil?

To look like surprised clowns ?"

Their once down on the ground on all fours back then shaven cold with clogged pores

Look

Clean doesn't mean cycle oiled machine

Cleaning water with chlorine that of liquified mermaids is like raping babies in Africa to cure your A.I.D.S. and

Waging war in an attempt to fight drugs is like keeping clean a floor of white rugs because

Dirt goes deeper than at first sight

You can judge a book by it's cover when the marketing works right

Skin color's inelegant to fur stripes

Abandon ship!

You let your standards slip

A natural (whistle)

Don't look like no landing strip

What used to seem too simple now produces goosepimple

[Outro: ????]

Alright I gotta stop!(Are you kidding me?)

I gotta man, I gotta go

Oh my god

Al, you don't know

The MOST historical thing just happened

You playing Madvilliany's Accordion