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Weird Al Yankovic Alpocalypse

Whoa, yeah! You've got a 65 Chevy Malibu With automatic drive, a custom paint job too I'll trade you for my old wheelbarrow And a slightly-used sombrero

i moved out to langely recently with a plain and simple dream; wanna infiltrate some third-world place and topple their regime. their men in black with

Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum muh Oh whoa oh oh oh Can't read my, can't read my No, he can't read-a my polka face (She's got to love nobody) Can't read

I starred in every high school play Blew every drama teacher away I graduated first in my class at Juilliard Took every acting workshop I could And I

You're sort of famous a minor celebrity and so it only makes sense the world would be obsessed with every single thing you do They're running 'round

[Parody of "Nothin' on You" by B.o.B featuring Bruno Mars] [Inhale] Beautiful tats All over my back Makes me so proud I'm gonna shout it out loud I

I moved out to Langley recently with a plain and simple dream want to infiltrate some third world place and topple their regime those men in black with

Oh the sand keeps falling through the hourglass and there's no way you're going to slow it down you say we gotta treasure each moment who knows how long

raw meat I'll bet you've never seen a skirt steak worn this way Don't be offended when you see My latest pop monstrosity I'm strange, weird, shocking