The Key of Awesome, Todd Womack, Mark Douglas - Fireball lyrics
[The Key of Awesome, Todd Womack, Mark Douglas - Fireball lyrics]
Mr worldwide immortality
You'll know I'll never die
I rhyme bookie, wookie, Snookie, tickle
Pickle and pants but I don't know why
Gonna sing songs and bad raps
Until you fall down and say "please, retire"
But, I ain't never going quiet and
I'm on a Dalé diet
You should try it by the fire
I know you love me but you hate me but you
Love me but you hate me but you love me
And you don't know why
I'm like a little fancy baby
Or an alcoholic Furby and i'm unfireable
(Huh hah) what are you doing here Pee Wee?
This is not your theme song technically
I changed like a note or two
Now go on, scram!
I saw, I drank, I sponsored
Or should I say, "I sponsored, I saw
I drank" ain't no way to stop me
Señoritas really want me
Even though I'm 4 foot 8
Now chop-chop, cookie
Cuz I hired you to boogey
Dance faster or you won't get paid
See you later, gator
Gotta find that little waiter
Who I pay to play the ukulele
I got soul, and I'm superbad
I just stole that from James
Brown because he's dead
You may ask just who I am (nobody)
They told me to show up here at 9am
I'm just some guy who might get fired
Fireable
Sorry John Ryan, I'm going to
Have to let you go, you know
Ideally we would want someone who was
Good at music for this part
Dammit Pee Wee, get outta here! (Ahh)
Seriously, what do I pay
My security guys for?
To stand around and look at the models?
That's my job
Now, some young gun may sing on one
But that don't mean no thang
Cuz as a matter as per my contract
I make exactly one track per day
(did we get it?) it's time for another with
That country brother
The guy from Let Her Cry
I told Hootie to report to me for duty
And he said "Aye, aye, but I can't sing high"
I'm so glad for this gig
Do you remember '94 when I was big?
Sold out shows with my band (Los Blowfish)
And now nobody wants to hold my hand
I'm not retired i just got hired
Damn man, that's terrible
And that, that's something coming from me
I guess what we would describe
You as technically is, uh
Fireable
Sorry Hootie, tell the Blowfish I said Dalé
Oh, no, it's that part again (ahh)
We forgot to put out the Pee Wee traps
(huh hah)
You're gonna be the victim
Of a Pitbull attack
But the way you dress is so amazing, in fact
I think I have that suit
Was it straight from the rack?
Hey, wait a minute, Pee Wee
Cuz I'm taking it back
How'd you like to sing with me
On all of my tracks?
Cuz even though some people say
Your antics are whack
Just like me, you see you can never be sacked
And that makes us unfireable
(Huh hah) Haha, that's awesome
I gotta get me some of them shoes (ahh)
Now ge get outta here, Hootie
You're still fired
Is there nothing I can do? Nope (Okay)
You'll know I'll never die
I rhyme bookie, wookie, Snookie, tickle
Pickle and pants but I don't know why
Gonna sing songs and bad raps
Until you fall down and say "please, retire"
But, I ain't never going quiet and
I'm on a Dalé diet
You should try it by the fire
I know you love me but you hate me but you
Love me but you hate me but you love me
And you don't know why
I'm like a little fancy baby
Or an alcoholic Furby and i'm unfireable
(Huh hah) what are you doing here Pee Wee?
This is not your theme song technically
I changed like a note or two
Now go on, scram!
I saw, I drank, I sponsored
Or should I say, "I sponsored, I saw
I drank" ain't no way to stop me
Señoritas really want me
Even though I'm 4 foot 8
Now chop-chop, cookie
Cuz I hired you to boogey
Dance faster or you won't get paid
See you later, gator
Gotta find that little waiter
Who I pay to play the ukulele
I got soul, and I'm superbad
I just stole that from James
Brown because he's dead
You may ask just who I am (nobody)
They told me to show up here at 9am
I'm just some guy who might get fired
Fireable
Sorry John Ryan, I'm going to
Have to let you go, you know
Ideally we would want someone who was
Good at music for this part
Dammit Pee Wee, get outta here! (Ahh)
Seriously, what do I pay
My security guys for?
To stand around and look at the models?
That's my job
Now, some young gun may sing on one
But that don't mean no thang
Cuz as a matter as per my contract
I make exactly one track per day
(did we get it?) it's time for another with
That country brother
The guy from Let Her Cry
I told Hootie to report to me for duty
And he said "Aye, aye, but I can't sing high"
I'm so glad for this gig
Do you remember '94 when I was big?
Sold out shows with my band (Los Blowfish)
And now nobody wants to hold my hand
I'm not retired i just got hired
Damn man, that's terrible
And that, that's something coming from me
I guess what we would describe
You as technically is, uh
Fireable
Sorry Hootie, tell the Blowfish I said Dalé
Oh, no, it's that part again (ahh)
We forgot to put out the Pee Wee traps
(huh hah)
You're gonna be the victim
Of a Pitbull attack
But the way you dress is so amazing, in fact
I think I have that suit
Was it straight from the rack?
Hey, wait a minute, Pee Wee
Cuz I'm taking it back
How'd you like to sing with me
On all of my tracks?
Cuz even though some people say
Your antics are whack
Just like me, you see you can never be sacked
And that makes us unfireable
(Huh hah) Haha, that's awesome
I gotta get me some of them shoes (ahh)
Now ge get outta here, Hootie
You're still fired
Is there nothing I can do? Nope (Okay)