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We roll into the bar cause that’s how we do
Garfunkel, Oates and the rest of the crew
Give a dollar to my homegirl and watch that bitch go she
Hits up the juke box and puts on Jim Croce
Operator, can you help me make this call?
We’re laughing and talking and the drinks are flowing
And I’m the liking the direction this night is going
But then I look up and something has changed
Everyone around us looks fucking deranged
I look to my left, I look to my right
Nothing but Von Dutch hats in sight
With super tight abs and super tan skin
I swear this ain’t the club that I walked in
The techno music starts to play
And the room smells like Axe body spray
I’m like Golda Meir with no gold in my ear
Please tell me what the hell happened here
Yo it ain’t pretty but you know it’s the truth
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the motherfuckin’ douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now it’s just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
Guess I can’t beat ‘em so I’m gonna join ‘em
Need some douche phrases and I’m gonna coin ‘em
Put my bluetooth in and I’m on my way
Gonna be a mother fuckin’ douchebag today
Gonna groom my beard like a bonsai tree
Wax off my chest like Mr. Miyagi
Got a Chinese tat, don’t know what it means
But it makes me look deep to girls in their teens
Don’t need sleeves on my shirt, just rip ‘em off
And leave ‘em exposed like Bernie Madoff
Fake tan so brown you can call me Foxy
Gonna pop my collar like Limbaugh pops Oxy
Got more chains than Mr. T
And I pity the fuckwad who messes with me
Cause I’m doin’ roids ‘til my balls get teeny
Like Dennis Quaid in Innerspace, up inside the weenie
Gettin’ crunk on brewskis with my broskis
Cooler than Ice cube wearing snow skis
Sweeter than the life of Zach and Cody
Higher than the voice of Truman Capote
Yeah I’ll drop a g for that bottle of Goose
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the motherfuckin’ douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now it’s just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
We’re an Army in the Night like Norman Mailer
And it’s time to be a tool like my name is Tim Taylor
I’m a VIP cause my table said so
I’m a use some Rufees cause the skank said no
I like my hair like I like my girl’s drink
Spiked as fuck
Did my last keg stand like General Custer
And I’m assessin’ the damage like a claims adjuster
I ain’t your daddy but I’ll call you son
Yeah I get metaphysical like fuckin’ John Donne
I’m holdin’ up the beats like I was Lloyd Dobbler
Girls are on the dance floor shakin’ their cobbler
I’m Cool like LL, Fly like Jeff Goldblum
And I’m gonna find the biggest ho in this room
Girl’s wax is Brazilian, her manicure’s French
Jean Nate is her signature stench
She got rocks on her fingers and beneath her areolas
Her garden’s more savage then ch ch cherry colas
Her heels are as clear as my intentions to bang her
Hope she’s birth controlled like Margaret Sanger
Gonna Boner Stabbone her, Mike Seaver her Beaver
Take her gold for cash then mother fuckin’ leave her
I ain’t in love w you cousin I ain’t George Michael Bluth
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the motherfuckin’ douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now it’s just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
Garfunkel, Oates and the rest of the crew
Give a dollar to my homegirl and watch that bitch go she
Hits up the juke box and puts on Jim Croce
Operator, can you help me make this call?
We’re laughing and talking and the drinks are flowing
And I’m the liking the direction this night is going
But then I look up and something has changed
Everyone around us looks fucking deranged
I look to my left, I look to my right
Nothing but Von Dutch hats in sight
With super tight abs and super tan skin
I swear this ain’t the club that I walked in
The techno music starts to play
And the room smells like Axe body spray
I’m like Golda Meir with no gold in my ear
Please tell me what the hell happened here
Yo it ain’t pretty but you know it’s the truth
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the motherfuckin’ douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now it’s just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
Guess I can’t beat ‘em so I’m gonna join ‘em
Need some douche phrases and I’m gonna coin ‘em
Put my bluetooth in and I’m on my way
Gonna be a mother fuckin’ douchebag today
Gonna groom my beard like a bonsai tree
Wax off my chest like Mr. Miyagi
Got a Chinese tat, don’t know what it means
But it makes me look deep to girls in their teens
Don’t need sleeves on my shirt, just rip ‘em off
And leave ‘em exposed like Bernie Madoff
Fake tan so brown you can call me Foxy
Gonna pop my collar like Limbaugh pops Oxy
Got more chains than Mr. T
And I pity the fuckwad who messes with me
Cause I’m doin’ roids ‘til my balls get teeny
Like Dennis Quaid in Innerspace, up inside the weenie
Gettin’ crunk on brewskis with my broskis
Cooler than Ice cube wearing snow skis
Sweeter than the life of Zach and Cody
Higher than the voice of Truman Capote
Yeah I’ll drop a g for that bottle of Goose
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the motherfuckin’ douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now it’s just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
We’re an Army in the Night like Norman Mailer
And it’s time to be a tool like my name is Tim Taylor
I’m a VIP cause my table said so
I’m a use some Rufees cause the skank said no
I like my hair like I like my girl’s drink
Spiked as fuck
Did my last keg stand like General Custer
And I’m assessin’ the damage like a claims adjuster
I ain’t your daddy but I’ll call you son
Yeah I get metaphysical like fuckin’ John Donne
I’m holdin’ up the beats like I was Lloyd Dobbler
Girls are on the dance floor shakin’ their cobbler
I’m Cool like LL, Fly like Jeff Goldblum
And I’m gonna find the biggest ho in this room
Girl’s wax is Brazilian, her manicure’s French
Jean Nate is her signature stench
She got rocks on her fingers and beneath her areolas
Her garden’s more savage then ch ch cherry colas
Her heels are as clear as my intentions to bang her
Hope she’s birth controlled like Margaret Sanger
Gonna Boner Stabbone her, Mike Seaver her Beaver
Take her gold for cash then mother fuckin’ leave her
I ain’t in love w you cousin I ain’t George Michael Bluth
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the motherfuckin’ douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now it’s just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
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