DJ Format - Ugly Brothers feat. Abdominal | Текст песни

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• Ugly Brothers feat. Abdominal

“Brothers out there with sisters, peep it!”
“My, my... you look so funny.”
“You mean funny, ha-ha, or funny, sheesh!?”
“I mean funny, yeech!”
Chorus:
I got a sister, she's hot. And quite frankly, I'm not
For those of you who might be a little dumber, that makes me her ugly brother.
And that's what this song is about, so if you got a sibling hotter than you, scream and shout.
C'mon, let it all out: those years of pain. 'Cause me and Format feel the same.

For my first three years I was an only child
But I guess to my parents, I was looking lonely while
I laid up in the crib
Until one of them said "Let's have another
kid!"
To which I replied "Hell no, don't do it!"
But all they heard was "Ga-ga-ga" "Oh, what a cute kid,
and Allen, just look at his precious little baby frown,
he can't wait to have his new
around."
From that point on I had nothing to lose, I'd interrupt the mood.
Whenever my dad would try to bust a move, I'd throw the ill f*£!in' tantrum
Until they sent my bubby in, she'd be like, "Oy vey! Chill, grandson."
But I'd just keep screaming
Until my mum would run in worried, my dad mad steaming
From the sexual tension
Until one week I caught a throat infection
That left me unable to
provoke a sound.
My parents slept in a separate room but I knew what was going down
And sure enough, nine months passed
I got a brand new baby sister and I can already tell she's going to be a pain in the ass...
(chorus)
It's really not a reason to be feeling blue, 'cause me and Format know what you're going through.So the years passed, and like B-boys,
Me and my sister matured. At high school, I rolled with the
nerds:
Puny kids with orthodontic work and glasses.
My sister's the
opposite: cutting classes,
Smoking grass in bathrooms with heavy metal dropouts.
How can I put it? She was a
knockout.
Now get off the phone with the shrink's receptionist
Because I'm not incestuous. It's just
I think it's safe to guess that it's not my sister's in depth political perspective that's so fascinating
To these tasmanian-devil-tattooed, Budweiser-shotgunning,
contemporary caveman.
I'm not
- my sister's hotter than me,
I had a crappy hand in the
genetic lottery.
My parents laugh and say I was the
practice run.
Then my mum feels bad and says, "You have
inner beauty, son."
What does that mean, hot f@!*n' tonsils?
Girls are hostile 'cause my
eyes are smaller than my .
Modelling agents telling my sister that she's sure hot,
Only gigs I'm getting are as the

For electrolysis clinics.
Lack of action making me a chronic cynic,
But at least I'm not alone as I
wallow in my misery.
Just take a look at Format as he stands next to his sister, she's
A heavenly vision, slender like a
swans neck,
When it comes to Format, God's like, "
No comment"
Feet to make a Sasquatch think "What a
freak!"
Behind the tables he looks like a nose dropping beats
"But Abs, isn't that like the
(_ calling the
black?"
True, 'cause when we face each other on stage it looks like a goddamn fencing match,
It's no better when we stand
back to
back
'Cause then we come across as some sort of human pick-axe
So if you're like us: ugly with a hot sister
Then straight up, might I be so bold as to suggest
That we arrange a swap, mister?
(chorus)
And we can put you down for the winning team, 'cause me and Format know what you mean

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