Way back when I was just a bitty boy in a box Under the In the corner of the In the house half a block down the street from Bait Shop You the place
anyway, Back then life was going And everything was peachy!
of course for the undeniable fact That single morning My would make me a big ol' bowl of Sauer for breakfast
Big bowl of kraut! single mornin'! It was me crazy! And I to my mom, I said, "Hey, mom, what's up all the sauerkraut?"
And my dear, mother, She looked at me like a cow looks At an oncoming And she leaned down next to me And she said, "IT'S FOR YOU!"
And then she tied me to the And a funnel in my mouth And force fed me nothing but sauer Until I was twenty-six and a half old
That's I swore that someday, Someday I get outta that basement And to a magical, far away place, Where the sun is shining And the air smells like root beer, And the are oh so fluffy!
Where the shriners and the their ukuleles all day long And anyone on the Will shave your back for a nickel!
wacka, doo doo, yeah!
Well, let me you, people, It wasn't long at all before my dream came Because the very day, A local station had this contest To see who correctly guess the number Of molecules in Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won the grand right, a first class, one-way ticket To Albuquerque! Albuquerque!
Oh You know, I'd been On a real airplane And I gotta ya It was really
that I had to sit Between two large Albanian With excruciatingly body odor And the kid in back of me Kept throwin' up the whole The flight ran out of Dr. and salted peanuts And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome Pauly Shore And, oh yeah, three of the engines burned out And we went a tailspin And crashed into a And the plane in a giant fireball And died! for me. You know why?
'Cause I had my table up And my seat back in the full upright Had my table up And my seat back in the full position Had my table up And my seat back in the upright position
Ah-ha-ha-ha! Ah-ha-ha! So I crawled the twisted, burnin', wreckage I crawled on my hands and For three days Draggin' my big leather suitcase And my bag And my tenor And my 12-pound bowlin' And my lucky, lucky glow-in-the-dark snorkel!
But finally I arrived at the world Holiday Inn! Where the are oh so fluffy! And you can eat your Right out of the ashtrays if you okay, they're clean!
Well, I checked my room, And I turned the A/C, And I on the SpectraVision, And I'm just to eat That chocolate mint on my pillow I love so very, very much, When suddenly a knock on the door
Well, now, who that be? I say, "Who is it?" No "Who is it?" There's no "WHO IS IT!?" They're not anything
So finally, I go And I the door, And as I suspected, It's some big, fat a flock of seagulls, haircut, And one nostril Oh, man, I hate it I'm right!
So, anyway, He bursts my room, And he grabs my snorkel, And I'm like, "Hey, you have that! That snorkel's just like a snorkel to me!"
And like, "Tough!" And I'm like, "Give it!" And like, "Make me!" And I'm like, "'Kay!"
So I his leg And he grabbed my And I bit off his ear And he off my eyebrows And I out his appendix And he me a colonic irrigation Yes indeed-y, you believe it!
And somehow in the of it all The phone got off the hook And twenty later, I a familiar voice And you know what it I'll tell ya it said!
It said, "If you'd to make a call, Please hang up and try If you help, up and then dial your operator If you'd to make a call Please up and try again. If you help Hang up and then your operator In Albuquerque!" Albuquerque!
Well, to cut a story short, He got away my snorkel But I made a vow Right and there I would not rest, I would not for an instant, Until the man Was to justice But first, I decided to buy donuts
So I got in my car And I drove over to the donut And I walked on up to the guy behind the And he says, "Yeah, want?"
I said, "You got any donuts?" He said, "Nah, we're glazed donuts." I say, "Well, you got any donuts?" He said, "No, outta jelly donuts." I said, "You got any cream-filled donuts?" He said, "No, we're outta Bavarian donuts." I said, "You got any rolls?" He said, "No, we're outta rolls!" I said, "You got any fritters?" He said, "No, we're apple fritters!" I said, "You got any claws?" He said, "Wait a minute, go check."
"Naw, we're bear claws!"
I said, "Well, in case In that case, do you have?" He says, "All I got now Is this box of one Starving weasels." I said, "Okay, take that."
So he me the box, And I up the lid, And the jump out And they immediately onto my face And start bitin' me all
Oh, man, they were goin' nuts! They were me apart! You know, I think it was about that time that a little ditty started through my head I believe it went a little somethin' this:
DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em off! Oh, oh God, oh God! Oh, get 'em off me! Oh, oh God! Ah, aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!
I ran out into the With these weasels All my face, Wavin' my arms all And runnin', runnin', runnin', Like a constipated dog
And as would have it, That's when I ran into The of my dreams Her was Zelda
She was a enthusiast, a slight overbite, And hair the color of peaches
never forget The very first She to me She said, "Hey, You've got weasels on face."
That's when I knew it was true
We were after that Aw, we ate We together We shared the same piece Of dental floss The world was our
So we got married, And we us a house And had two children, and Superfly Oh we were so very, very, very happy, oh
But then, one night, Zelda to me, she said, "Sweetie Do you wanna join the Record Club?" I said, "Woah! on now, baby! I'm just not for that kind of a commitment!"
So we up, And I never saw her But that's just the way go In Albuquerque! Albuquerque!
Anyway, things started up for me, Because about a later I finally achieved my lifelong That's right, I got me a job At the Sizzler!
I even employee of the month After I put out grease fire my face!
Aw yeah, everybody was pretty Of me after I was a lot of attitude.
Okay, one time, I was out in the lot, Tryin' to remove my excess a golf pencil, When I see guy Marty Tryin' to carry a big ol' Up the all by himself.
So I-I say to him, I say, "Hey, you want me to help you that?" And Marty, he just rolls his And goes, "No, I want you to cut off my arms and with a chainsaw!"
So I did.
And he gets all indignant on me like, "Hey, man, I was just being sarcastic!" Well, just great. How was I supposed to know I'm not a reader, For cryin' out
Besides, now got A cute nickname - Torso-Boy! So what's he complaining
Say, that me of another amusing anecdote guy comes up to me on the street And he me he hasn't had a bite In days
Well, I what he meant, But to be funny, I took a big Out of his vein And yelling and screaming And all over, And I'm like, "Hey, on, don'tcha get it?" But he just keeps rolling on the sidewalk, and screaming, "Aaaahhhh! AaaaahhhhOhhhhh! Aaaaahhhh!" You know, completely The irony of the situation Man, some people just take a joke, you know?
Anyway, um... was I? Kinda lost my of thought.
Uh, well, uh, OK, anyway, I-I know it's kind of a way Of it, but, I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to here is
I SAUERKRAUT!
That's all I'm tryin' to say And, by the way, if one day you happen to up And yourself in an existential quandry, Full of loathing and And wracked with the pain and Of your pitiful existence, At least you can take a small bit of In that somewhere out there in this ol' mixed-up universe of ours, There's still a little Albuquerque! Albuquerque! Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!)
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