Lyrics

OY! VEY!

(Oy!)
(Vey!)

(Oy!) No more snow is coming down
(Vey!) Still I stay at the Mayflower
(Oy!) There they’ll treat like a king
(Vey!)A Subway on the mezzanine
(Oy!) Not like living up in Queens

(Oy!)
(Vey!)

(Oy!) A Club Level double bed
(Vey!) I could live there til I'm dead
(Oy!) Just surround me with good drugs
(Vey!) It’s where I’ll hold my funeral
(Oy!) Get the Rascals to sing

(Vey!)

I don't like to fly, I don't like to drive, might as well die
I don't like to fly, I don't like to drive, waiting to

(Oy!)
(Vey!)

(Oy!) Jingles Liver is coming up
(Vey!) I’d consider showing up
(Oy!) But if it’s north of Woodmont
(Vey) Hey I’d like it but not that much
(Oy!) I can’t be seen at Buffalo Wild Wings

(Oy!)
(Vey!)

Why so many Petco and skating rinks

I don’t like to fly, I don’t drive at night, I want a ride
I don’t like to fly, I don’t drive at night, I need a ride


Many thanks to Jason Fuse and KJ for bringing my sick, twisted idea to life