Story Behind the Song
The music for this song came from ideas that we had kicking around for a while and the lyrics were spawned from Dan's branium up in his cranium surrounded by pot like a geranium.
Lyrics
Pretty little thing with a backdoor and a rack fit for a king
Started talking to me suggestively 'til I flew up on my wing
She was shocked surprised, could not believe her eyes so I asked her if she'd join me for a ride
She said no I can't with a strange man and then she ran off to hide
Man you're weird
Man you're weird
Man you're weird
Man you're weird
Little boy blue, no who'd she coo? Not feeling that stylee
But I played it anyway and all he could say was that he had to be at the subterranean de,
So I let him leave and offered to drop him but not until I could see him fopping
He said no way freak I'm too meek and I'll burst if I'm not allowed to leak
You're a freak, say man you're weird
So unique, say man you're weird
Like no other, say man you're weird
My freaky brother, say man you're weird
Man you're weird
Man you're weird
Man you're weird
Man you're weird
Well my Mama's got her Celine and Whitney but the funk can't get to that
So I go get my nutmeg and funky leg, and put on my top hat
Mama loses her brain can't feel the bone, so she goes to talk to papa on the phone
He says let him be he's finding his toes and this is how his funk goes
You're a freak, say man you're weird
So unique, say man you're weird
Like no other, say man you're weird
My freaky brother, say man you're weird
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