Nowadays, everybody's using curse words.
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Seems to me like it ain't necessary.
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Yeah, so when I get steamed,
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Yo - I tell 'em like this:
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I don't give a honk, I don't give a honk,
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And if you think I do, my friend
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Then you're wronk.
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Your crocodile tears can go and got gonk.
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You think I'm a funk, but we don't give a honk.
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I'm a wild child and I'm on the loose,
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Giving less of a honk than a Muslim goose.
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Saw a broken car horn and its honk was faint,
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Man if I was Senator, it'd be a honkless state.
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Yo, I drove past a rally saying "Honk For Peace",
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So I took out my gun and shot 'em all in the knees.
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I don't give a honk! You picked the wrong dude.
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If a honk was my virginity, consider me prude.
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I consider it rude to have honk-spectations,
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Only thing I give a honk is a long vacation.
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On a long space station, can't hear you scream
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And they sure can't hear you honk, know what I mean?
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Yo we told you before: we don't give a honk,
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And saying that we do is just simpoly ridonk.
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You could try to buy us off with your pesos and francs,
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But your money means nothing - you could take it to the bonk.
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Man, I'm stingy when it comes to my honks (me too)
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I literally stick 'em to my body with glue.
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Good thinkin' Abe Lincoln, you're a real smart cookie.
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Teach a class about giving a honk? I'm playing hooky.
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Now what you gonna do with all your honks?
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Gonna dive in and swim like Scrooge McDonk.
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Cause for a honk I'd bite a chunk out of a Buddhist monk,
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And at his funeral, everyone will sing this sonk.
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Yo we told you before: we don't give a honk.
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Got a theory that we do? Well your theory's debunked.
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Save the drama for your mama cause your -itis is bronch-.
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Our policy is staunch: we don't give a honk.
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You know a honk in some countries is considered a food,
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And if you don't eat it all, it's considered quite rude.
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We all know we're born with 100 honks,
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But people throw 'em away like they were Donkey Konks
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And the honks are the barrels.
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The kings and the pharaohs sing about honks
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Like they were Christmas carols.
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I'll punch you in the jeans,
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But this ain't Lonely Island.
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And if I catch you steaming my honks,
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I'll get violent.
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Yo we told you before: we don't give a honk,
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Even if you give us candy like Willy the Wonk.
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But don't come for my honks, better know your place.
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Mother-honkers honk around and get honked in the face.
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This the not honking around crew,
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And this not honking around thing is about to go both ways.
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I Don't Give A Honk
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The Lonely Island |