Ugly Duckling

Ugly Duckling - Almond Rocha

rate me

Don't drink, don't smoke, but what I do

Is wash and shampoo like Selsun Blue

Then I find a clue with Nancy Drew

And go oompa, loompa, doom-pa-dee-do

Tighter than Magnum P.I.'s oldest pair of Levi's

Throwing banana cream pies that splatter between eyes

Of any competitor, home skillet

You can feel it from your perm to your pedicure

Now you can be a housewife or a bachelorette

Or a litte baby girl in a basinette

Maybe you're an underprivileged foster kid

Or a rich kid eatin with a lobster bib

We'll get your body moving till your feet start throbbin

And have you noggin bobbin like you're riding a toboggan

Sockin it to you as if I knew kung fu

On cue, to serve hors d'oeuvres and fondue

Add a little cherry cola and a bowl of tapioca

We rock the Casbah and sometimes the Copa

Young Einstein mix the mocha

And give them a taste of almond rocha

[Chorus:]

Almond rocha, that's the cat's meow

Almond rocha, that's the cat's meon now

I said almond rocha, that's the cat's meow

Almond rocha, that's the cat's meon now

I said almond rocha, that's the cat's meow

Almond rocha, that's the cat's meon now

I said almond rocha, that's the cat's meow

Almond rocha, that's the cat's meon now

(Way out) you get down, you get down, you get down

(Way out) you get down, you get down, you get down

Sucker alligators get dropped in the water pot

Cooked on the spot till they're hot like a lava rock

I prepare a culinary delight

So you better mind your manners when I carry the mic

If you shoot the shilack I put a boot in your back

You'll eat your words like alphabet soup or a snack

I'm the Love Bug Herbie at a demolition derby

With my rhyme, so break it down Einstein

Boba Fett had jets to outrace space cadets

Back when CD's replaced tape cassettes

I bought the hip hop not cheesy pop

Now I'm ready to rock like ZZ Top

So I blast raps until my mouth is full of gauze packs

Breathin harder than your mama did in her lamaze class

To the jiggasaurus hidin the truth

Ugly Duckling is about to put the fly in your soup

I got a crocodile smile on the chocolate Nile

Actin like a jerk, that's not my style

I'm a joker, I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker

Why, oh why, did I eat almond rocha

[Chorus]

(Way out) you get down, you get down, you get down

(Way out) you get down, you get down, you get down

(Way out) you get down, you get down, you get down

(Way out) you get down, you get down, you get down

It's like that y'all, and you do stop

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