Steve had a big commotion
|
didn't need no suntan lotion
|
he was doing fine with what he had
|
and off his melting jaw
|
all the wonderful things he saw
|
and the free hair growing on his sandwich
|
he looked out on the fairground
|
with the spinning things spinning all around
|
and he felt the food going down and coming back
|
and on top of the ferris wheel
|
he threw up on the heel
|
of the beautiful girl who was laughing
|
there must have been some pizza
|
and there must have been some fries
|
and there must have been some tequila
|
must have been some wine.
|
There must have been some falafels
|
and there must have been some beer
|
and there must have been some bagels
|
you could see it so clear.
|
And there must have been some pickles
|
and there must have been some sauerkraut
|
and there must have been some catfish
|
when he laid his burden down
|
pineapples, mangoes, cottage cheese and caramel candy
|
garlic, spam and kool-aid
|
bananas, fudge, popcorn, catsup and mustard
|
oh, he really threw up! he threw up all over the place!
|
he really threw it! he got really sick
|
Steve threw up!
|
na na na, na na na
|
etc.
|
|
-----------------
|
Steve Threw Up (version 2)
|
Beck |