Lyrics Fun Lovin’ Criminals – The Fun Lovin’ Criminal
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One, two, three and I come with the redneck style
‘Cause you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis
I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile…
And act gracious
Franks and knishes, best wishes, I’m vicious but here
I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend
Stick ’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Stick ’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and…
I’m more freaky than Disco 2000
I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite
I’ll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
And I never, ever, ever say die
I never take myself too seriously
‘Cause everybody knows fat birds don’t fly
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
The Fun Lovin’ Criminal
The Fun Lovin’ Criminal
The Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Means with the green, murder on your spleen
Living in a dream do you know what I mean
Goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I’ll steal your girlie and I’ll steal your weed
I got so much flavor that I’ll always leave you chewin’
I got so many styles you’ll be thinking I’m from the U.N
And I’d be Neil Armstrong if I was an astronaut
I am always optimistic about human relations
I got more friends than my man Peter Gatien
We’re always fun loving, so don’t start bugging
If your girlie comes up and starts kissing and hugging
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal