Story Behind the Song
You know that foreign guy that gets up and dances with all the women early in the evening because their dates are not yet drunk enough to dance. This is the story of this sad, yet, fortunate creature. Enjoy!
Lyrics
Rashi: Oh my goodness, sweet baboo. You look incredibly calipigious today sweetie, what is your name?
Pink Padmini: Ah,Yay, You…how shameless you are…
Rashi: Why?
Pink Padmini: Calling me sweety. Who do you think you are anyway?
Rashi: I’m..ah.. RRRRAAAAASSSSSHHHIIIIII!
He stands 5 foot 2, with his contacts in his eyes are blue
He’s gonna BRIEF YOU on everything you do
Cause he’s watching from your head to your shoes
He’s an oil slick
He gonna spank you quick
He’s gonna make you sick
He’ll make you realize (baby)
You’re better off at home watching Buffy and unplugging the phone
I’m only here just to dance and I want nothing more, ok?
I’ve come with friends, over there, so just leave me alone…go home
He takes your “no” for “yes” (YESSSSSSS)
“I am foreign guy and I’m the best” (Numba One)
He’s gonna GET YOU to shake your groovy thang
By the morning you’ll be calling him King (Hear ye…my liege)
Please take me home, I’m Shameless, I know
Hey little man, hey little little man (repeat with A13th chord harmony)
Please take me home, I’m Shameless, I know
Sing it…
We are curry people, just let your body lose control
Mmmmm, gonna let your body lose control, gonna meet you by the Taj Mahal, Yayeah
(Can I bring it on back)
We are curry people (curry people), just let your body lose control
Ah…leave it on, you better leave that veil on, no tell what is underneath, hey!
(Can I bring it on back)
We are curry people (curry people), just let your body lose control
This ain’t no camel-toe love girl, you know it’s real
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta gimme something I can feel
(Can I bring it on back)
We are curry people (curry people), just let your body lose control
Hey………………..
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