More songs by Wheatus
Description
Guitar, Vocal: Brendan B. Brown
Composer, Lyricist: Brendan Brown
Harmonica, Keyboards, Percussion, Producer, Recording Engineer: Philip A. Jimenez
Bass, Vocal: Richard W. Liegey
Mixing Engineer: David Thoener
Background Vocal, Drums: Peter Brown
Mastering Engineer: George Marino
Lyrics and translation
Original
You, you think you're such a badass. You think you're such a roughneck.
But I saw you outside eating truffles with your moms on the patio.
I think it's really sad, though. I tell you, girlie, quit bugging me.
'Cause I saw her outside sucking dick in the bathroom of the bars with the iron maiden cover band.
When your pants are neck braids, when your bird chest caves in, I'm gonna win.
When your pants are neck braids, when your bird chest caves in, I'm gonna win.
Me,
I'm just another gringo, a bitter jalapeno.
But I get more tequila in a week than your bitch ass gets in a lifetime.
Stepping on a landmine, you're gonna shoot your eye out.
A freaking wood in the sam ham, but it's going on with your moms and the cops and the scarf wooden walker from a country with a flag on her face and a stone dick.
When your pants are neck braids, when your bird chest caves in, I'm gonna win.
When your pants are neck braids, when your bird chest caves in, I'm gonna win.
When your pants are neck braids, when your bird chest caves in. . .
You, you think you're still a badass.
You think you're still a roughneck. Well, let's pick this outside!