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Adam Sandler

Bum Biddy

 

Bum Biddy

(альбом: Eight Crazy Nights - 2002)


Everyone in this room has been associated with Whitey
Either through basketball or the mall or various odd
Jobs he does around town for free or at most a dollar
And I'm guessing 99% of you have either laughed in Whitey's
Face or ruthlessly made fun of his feet or voice or sister
Or shortness when he wasn't looking
But the next time you'd see him he'd still go out of his way to
Smile and wave at you and ask you about your mother's
Operation or something like that because he, unlike us
Actually cares about someone other than himself
The reason I bring this up to you is because I was the worst
Offender of all

My life was simply going nowhere
Then a tiny little man rushed to my side
He should've gotten a big thank you
Instead he got a Porta-Potti ride

I was such a shithead
But he never quit on me
Till I told him he was useless
And his sister was freaky
Once when we were watching Sunday football
A fuzzy screen was all that we could see
Whitey came over with a hanger
And spent the game atop our TV

And when the lightning struck him
He let out a wicked, loud yell
But we just turned up the volume
And ignored the burning smell
We should all rot in hell

I went to high school with Whitey
As a joke I told him to meet me at the prom
When he got there, I said: "I can't believe you though I was serious"
So he ran home crying and slow-danced with his Mom

What a crushing blow to Whitey
I bet you wish you could take it back
How could you all be so mean to Whitey?
Sounds to me like you are all on crack
Tonight Whitey was counting on this town to show that we care
But the first time he really needed us we weren't there

And on Christmas Eve and the last night of Chanukah
It's just not fair
Bum, biddy, biddy, biddy bum bum
Bum, biddy, biddy, biddy bum
...

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