Blurred Mailbag
Lyrics
3 or 4 idiots, dancing around, with a monotonous backbeat repeating over and over and over...
Tony's got mail and he's got notes
Pretty soon he'll read 'em for you folks
Maybe he's going deaf, maybe he's going blind
after all he is a really really old guy
MAILBAG!!!
I know you want it, the Littles want it, I know you want it
MAILBAG!!!
He's awfully crabby, he's old and nasty, and super cranky
MAILBAG!!!
A parody of Robin Thicke, "Blurred Lines"