| The Roommate Song lyrics by Adam Web see roommate number 1 wants to find the one but the one must be blond, blue eyes, and dumb just as long as she's a history buff busty broad, girl always in the mood to... well she also has to be the type of girl that likes to golf but don't like to talk at all well maybe she talks but she sure as hell can't hear at all now I don't believe such a bread exists but if it did you know he'd still be pissed because on a speaker he sits yeah he's chunks, drunk subway every single day of the month look at his eyes girls sigh all the time girls wet, thinning, and naked all the things that you like girls hot girls need only apply just kidding this kid's had has blurry vision at 4314 Freeland Avenue 4314 Freeland now it's on to roommate number 2 to the right of my room silent dog he's never losing on the pong table he's a champ in fact he's a champ of every damn, damn... damn near holds the Jersey state record which record? every single record in fact he holds the Guinness Jersey record for the most sightings ever of a street legal tank rolling down the highway by some guy named frank he just drank a whole hell of a lot but if you offer him another he'll say sure then fall down at the spot him all the time lips upon his muscles I'm so fine at 4314 Freeland Avenue 4314 Freeland now roommate number 3 likes to yell and scream at the little men messing up his tv screen he says some pretty devious things at times but we don't mind as long as the gas bill is paid on time good at pressing the buttons of roommate number 1 tons of fun it makes us laugh until the milk flies out and speaking of the milk he left it out on the counter for hours souring and the power of the George Foreman is on needs some cleaning the grease bowl is leaking from the steak he was eating but he still insists he's pleading that it wasn't him must have been the heater elves from with in School Lane House not casa Freeland automo-accident prone swerving all over the road tell the city of circuits he's coming on home to 4314 Freeland Avenue 4314 Freeland Avenue now it's on to roommate number 4 and holy lord this boy can snore with acoustics out his droors resonating through walls and breaking all the doors goo dolls hang from his bead as visions of mutual funds dance in his head his only competition is about his emissions with a vibrating foe hauling endless ammunition no he's not the energizer bunny funny but he suddenly one kneed and awoke just as abruptly to say oh there's always Maury Povich to solve your problems with a tv show you know you'll have the support of the entire Freeland household just know that where ever you go you've always got your tuna melt roll moving right along to roommate number 5 roommate number 2's little partner in crime ludicrous, ridiculous, are the only words to describe like wearing Ugs in summer degrees of 95 he drives a big white truck with enough room in the back to tuck himself in with the fiesta bulbs sitting in his window because it's so damn cold he's snow plowing without a plow steve-o look alike willing to pull himself out he's a male stripper, mayo stickler, Mr. Naked always thinking of number 4's eyes on his lap top background well look at that now 1 step, 2 step, I'm not quite sure how I'm gonna do it at 4314 Freeland Avenue 4314 Freeland Avenue roommate number 6 is a sexy kid a kid always kidding about his sexiness he's known to have been handcuffed at times but the punishment never fit the crime vegeta-vegan the roommates they're all pleading he eat the 1-0-0 percent beef in the freezer see all this class that he's skipping all a part of his vision of being aweb the singer songwriter with boyish good looks dance moves and soothing hooks about a girl and the power of love that's just the power of love number 2 that's for you time I got the boot time to move but Mr. Ramos we're leaving to you a lady of air plump and so fair number 1 loved her because she had blond hair |