Here's a little story 'bout a Friday night,
Buckwild, 'cause yo, that's kind of my style,
Check it,
On the town with a girl named Kay-Bee,
And a bow-wow-wow yippie-yo yippie any way,
I was straight out illin',
Why do I say so? 'cause yo, my girl was home chillin',
Fancy restaurant me and Kay frontin',
It was called Lay... um, Jay... um, somethin',
I was ready to attack her, uh,
Giving the sex look like Dracula,
A little bit of soft music playin',
And Don Perrier, it was on, know what I'm sayin',
Every thing was lovely, but then,
What the damn, my girlfriend walked in,
Oh my goodness, danger, trouble, dread,
Oh I'm dead, mayday code red
My oh my, what am I to do?
Gotta get away, cause my girlfriend's coming through,
Um Jay, I gotta, um, well, see, there's well, this, um, exscuse me,
To the back with the mucho-quickness,
My girl's gonna kill me and leave no witnesses,
I'm in the bathroom hiding like a punk,
But there's bars on the windows, I can't jump,
Exit stage left, quickly plan be