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Episode 7 - Drive By Lyrics

Lyrics for Albie (or the US spelling - Albi :p ), Leggy Blonde, and Mutha uckas

Albi

In the Marmalade forest (forest), between
the make believe trees, in a
cottage cheese cottage! Lives
Albie, (Albie,) Albie, (Albie,) Albie the
Racist Dragon - Part Six… And so
all of the villagers chased Albie
the racist dragon, into a very cold and very
scary cave. It was so dark and so
scary there that Albie began to
cry. Dragon tears, which as we all
know turn into jellybeans! Just
then, he felt a tiny hand on
his tail, and he turned around and who
should it be, but the badly burned
Albanian boy from the day before.
What are you doing? I thought I
killed you!
Grumbled Albie, quite racistly…
No…no! Albie, you didn’t kill me
with your dragon flames. I crawled
to safety, but I was left very badly
disfigured…
Laughed the boy.
Why are you crying, Albie?
Well, all the villagers chased me into
this scary cave. I think it’s
because I’m soooo racist…get your
hand off my tail. You’ll make it
dirty.
They didn’t chase you here because of
your racism. They chased me here
too when I became all disfigured
like this. They just don’t like us
because… because we’re different
to them.
And at that Albie cried a single
tear which turned into a jellybean
all the colors of the rainbow! And
suddenly…Albie wasn’t racist
anymore!!!
So they sat in the cave (the cave), and ate
bubblegum pie (yum) Albie the
racist, (Albie the racist,)
Albie the racist
(well, not anymore) dragon.

Leggy Blonde

Goodbye
Goodbye, leggy blonde
Every day I’d look across the office floor
There you were your hair down to your legs
And your legs down to the floor
Leggy blonde, goodbye
Goodbye
Now that you are gone I’ll never see you here for tech repair
I wish you knew how much I loved your legs and your hair
Leggy blonde, goodbye
Goodbye
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie
Leggy blonde
Goodbye
Goodbye
I had a budgie but it died
(whoa)
I like pie
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie
Leggy blonde
I’ll never get
I’ll never get to be with ya
I’ll never get to share another cup of tea with ya
I’ll never get to let ya know how much I think of ya
I’ll never get to tear your clothes off on the photocopier
He’ll never get
He’ll never get
He’ll never get
He’ll never get to say
Oooh leggy blonde you got it goin’ on
Wanna see you wearin’ that thong thong thong
See you getting’ on to the break of dawn
(Mumbling) panties on
Goodbye
Goodbye, leggy blonde

Mutha uckas

Too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my shi-
There’s too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my shi-
Uckin’ with my shi-
Too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my shi-
With my shi-
How many mutha uckas?
Too many to count
Mutha uckas
I pay my mutha uckin’ rent fortnightly
Mutha uckas at the bank trying to play me
And I’m out for my account
‘Cause out on A.P
On AP
Yeah, you know me
Mutha ucka charge a two buck transaction fee
Makes my payment short
My rent comes back to me
Minus a twenty-five dollar penalty
So you’ll see me ‘cause of your mutha uckin’ fee
Read the words
On my ATM slip, it said
We’re all mutha uckas
And we’re uckin’ with your shi-
Too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my shi-
My transaction shi-!
There’s too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my shi-
My weekly statement shi-!
My weekly statement shi-!
Too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my shi-
With my balance shi-!
How many mutha uckas?
Too many to count
Mutha uckas
The mutha ucka runs a racist uckin’ grocery
The mutha ucka won’t sell an apple to a Kiwi
The shi- fight’s gonna get vicious and malicious
Cut the cra- …
I need my red delicious
Tells me as a Kiwi that my money isn’t valid
Gonna dice the mutha ucka like a mutha uckin’ fruit salad
Then… … Granny Smith… …
…an avocado… … b-… -a… …
…a mango… …
Then pop an apple in his ass, yeah!
Too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my shi-
I’m gonna juice the mutha ucka
There’s too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my shi-
He’s gonna wake up in a smoothie
Too many mutha uckas
Uckin’ with my (beatboxing)
Everybody come on!
Too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shhhhh

From: HBO.com