For Those of Ya’ll Who Wear Fannie Packs lyrics

by

Ben Folds


Step on your finger
Damn! See if I can play with one hand...
See? Sounds good

Oh, goddamn, I saw a goddamn f*cking goddamn

Goddamn. Woah!

Oh, goddamn
f*cking goddamn

Oh, goddamn
Oh, goddamn

sh*t, yeah it's cool
Oh, goddamn
sh*t, yeah it's cool
Oh, goddamn
sh*t, yeah it's cool
Oh, goddamn
sh*t, yeah it's cool
Oh, goddamn
sh*t, yeah it's cool
Oh, goddamn

Play it on the radio
sh*t, yeah it's cool
sh*t, yeah it's cool
sh*t, yeah it's cool
Oh, goddamn

Come here one time, what's up y'all
I got this f*cking rim going on out here
I'm gonna give a shout out
To my home boy out there in LA:
Wussup boy? Wussup yo? Come on

Oh, goddamn

Yo this goes out to my home boy Tre
Going on in Chapel Hill
Yeah shouts out as aka known as "Roadie Killer"

New York City
Mmm-hmm
New York City
Ugh!
New York City
Mmm
New York City

Yo shouts out to my main manager-man, Al Wolmark
Known as aka, "Ill Pride of Motherf*cker"
CEC
CEC
CEC

Bring in the bass, ya'll!

Yeah! And I thought that's how you felt
About the motherf*cker!
Yeah! I thought that's how you felt
Yeah Sledge, bring in the bass. Yeah

For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs
Yah come on
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs
Come on!
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs!
And ponytails!
Come on!
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs
And ponytails
I've got the f*cking on!

Yeah! My boy Sledge on the bass in your face!
My boy Ben on the piano, comin' in
Let him in! Let him in!
Yeah!
Let my boy Ben in. Alright
Yeah
Hey D! Hey D!
Yo, wassup?
Oh, goddamn
You gonna let me in D?
Wassup?
You gonna let me in?
Yo, let that piano solo in
Let me in!
Let me in!
Goddamn!

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah!
Yeah, ah

I been around the world
I've seen things happen
I don't my singing and I don't mind rapping
I could find another hundred ways to get my sh*t

Goddamn, that's so f*cking sh*t!

Yeah, I said for those of y'all with fannie packs:
Your song's coming up, it's coming at ya!

I wanna borrow an Alan wrench
I wanna borrow some duct tape
I wanna borrow a mic cable
Bass in your face!

Bass in your face
Ugh!
Bass in your face
Ugh!
Bass in your face
Ugh!
Ugh!
Yo G, see in

Alright, let's break it, break it, break it down
We're gonna break this sh*t on down
Gimme some bass

Aaaaaah
Ah that pretty good
Bring this sh*t in!

Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!

sh*t, yeah it's cool
sh*t, yeah it's cool
sh*t, yeah it's cool
Yeah!
sh*t, yeah it's cool
sh*t, motherf*ckers

Play that cymbal, man
Play that tasty, tasty high-hat work
Yo, I'm gonna bring that tasty high hat work
I'm gonna bring that sh*t in
I wanna taste it, man
Right now!

Ha ha ha!
A ha ha ha!
Yeah
Ha ha ha!
Goddamn
A ha ha ha!

Yah, this song goes out to
My main-man at The Point in Atlanta
Wussup, G? Gimme more f*cking monitor man!
Bernie!

I'm sorry, I can't give you any more monitor than that
It won't go any higher than that because the transistors
The resistors, they won't go any higher!
Yo, yo eh!

Alright, yo, take this motherf*cker out
With a piano solo
Goddamn, ugh!

Ugh, goddamn
Uh

Alright
Turn that sh*t out
1! 2! 3! 4!
Ugh!

Ha ha ha! I hoped you taped that!
That's our next single
Oh, they've left
They gave up
"These guys are f*cking idiots."
Ha ha ha!
That sucked!
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