Hot Fudge [XXV Version]
Yee-haw
Queen bitch, eat the rich
I'm on the second course today
I'm not the first
And I won't be the worst
You done most of L.A.
Can't find a virgin
I can get you a surgeon
24 hours a day
Call her Jean Genie you big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on, sing it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
Uh
Take the piss, always English
God bless you, Uncle Sam
You got a cool gene pool and our winter's cruel
God knows I love to tan
Making cents and dead presidents
Before I could count to ten
With the nation behind me, can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on, sing it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
Ha, ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving to L.A.
And now stop