Too Many Dicks Songtext
von Flight of the Conchords
Too Many Dicks Songtext
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Going to the party
Sipping on Bacardi
Wanna meet a hottie
But there′s Adam, Steve and Marty
There's Billy, Todd and Tommy
They′re on leave from the army
The only boobs I'll see tonight
Will be made of origami
Tell the players, make it understood
It ain't no good if there′s too much wood
Make sure you know before you go
The dance floor bro-ho ratio
Five to one is a brodeo
Tell Steve and Mike it′s time to go
Wait outside all night to find
Twenty dudes in a conga line
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Easy to fix)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Spread out the dicks)
Too many dudes
With too many dicks
Too close to my shit
Too hard to meet chicks
I need better odds
More broads, less rods
I came to do battle
Scadaddle with the cattle prods
Too many men
Too many boys
Too many misters
Not enough sisters
Too much time on
Too many hands
Not enough ladies
Too many mans
Not enough ladies
Too many mans
Not enough ladies
Too many mans
Too many mans
Too many mans
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks
Too many dongs
Too many schlongs
Now sing this song
Too many dicks on the
Too many dicks on the
Dicks on the, dicks on the
Dicks, dicks, dance, dicks
Di-di-di-di-dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Going to the party
Sipping on Bacardi
Wanna meet a hottie
But there′s Adam, Steve and Marty
There's Billy, Todd and Tommy
They′re on leave from the army
The only boobs I'll see tonight
Will be made of origami
Tell the players, make it understood
It ain't no good if there′s too much wood
Make sure you know before you go
The dance floor bro-ho ratio
Five to one is a brodeo
Tell Steve and Mike it′s time to go
Wait outside all night to find
Twenty dudes in a conga line
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Easy to fix)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Spread out the dicks)
Too many dudes
With too many dicks
Too close to my shit
Too hard to meet chicks
I need better odds
More broads, less rods
I came to do battle
Scadaddle with the cattle prods
Too many men
Too many boys
Too many misters
Not enough sisters
Too much time on
Too many hands
Not enough ladies
Too many mans
Not enough ladies
Too many mans
Not enough ladies
Too many mans
Too many mans
Too many mans
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks
Too many dongs
Too many schlongs
Now sing this song
Too many dicks on the
Too many dicks on the
Dicks on the, dicks on the
Dicks, dicks, dance, dicks
Di-di-di-di-dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
(Too many dicks)
Too many dicks on the dance floor
Writer(s): Bret Peter Mckenzie, Jemaine Atea Clement Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com