Check baby, check baby
One two three
That's alright with me
Singing playing all the time
Now hey, look, lucky me
Always been in touch with reality, you see
Oh check old man, check old man, check the cables and the chain
Yeah check baby, check baby
One two three
That's alright with me (wooh)
Amphetamine, amphetamine
You know what I mean
She got a real kick to her
Yeah, balls to the balls, to the balls, to the balls, to the walls
Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
Yeah it's balls to the walls, to the walls, to the walls, through the wall
Check baby, check baby
One two three
That's alright with me
Hey, hey look, look at me, always been in touch with the world obviously
Yeah, check baby, check baby, three, four, five
Never no jive talking turkey not me
Man, check old man, check old man, check all the cables in the chain
And get back at me, get back at me, when it's safe to sling up my six-string
Then it's easy like
Four, five, six, anybody got a pick?
Check baby, check baby, all around I was very lost but now I'm way unfound
Check brother, check brother, check what a world we've inherited from another mother
What a whale of a pickle, what a spell we are all pinned under
We give the devil a warm embrace and then we run like chickens from the dickens
But you wanna go to heaven when you D-I-E, that's alright with me
It's easy like four five six anybody got a pick? Alright
Yeah, check it, old man
Ah, check baby, check baby, four and five
Never no jive talking turkey
Yeah, check old man, check old man, check all the cables if you're able
It's easy like
Four, five, six, anybody got a pick?
And for the rest, slick, slick, licks
And rub my belly with a stick of hot butter
all over baby, all over
And, and Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
And the crybaby crybabies talkin', talkin trash while sittin' eternally
When I said I was in my element I meant whale of a pickle I stumbled onto
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Check baby, check baby
One two three
That's alright with me
Singing playing all the time
Now hey, look, lucky me
Always been in touch with reality, you see
Oh check old man, check old man, check the cables and the chain
Yeah check baby, check baby
One two three
That's alright with me (wooh)
Amphetamine, amphetamine
You know what I mean
She got a real kick to her
Yeah, balls to the balls, to the balls, to the balls, to the walls
Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
Yeah it's balls to the walls, to the walls, to the walls, through the wall
Check baby, check baby
One two three
That's alright with me
Hey, hey look, look at me, always been in touch with the world obviously
Yeah, check baby, check baby, three, four, five
Never no jive talking turkey not me
Man, check old man, check old man, check all the cables in the chain
And get back at me, get back at me, when it's safe to sling up my six-string
Then it's easy like
Four, five, six, anybody got a pick?
Check baby, check baby, all around I was very lost but now I'm way unfound
Check brother, check brother, check what a world we've inherited from another mother
What a whale of a pickle, what a spell we are all pinned under
We give the devil a warm embrace and then we run like chickens from the dickens
But you wanna go to heaven when you D-I-E, that's alright with me
It's easy like four five six anybody got a pick? Alright
Yeah, check it, old man
Ah, check baby, check baby, four and five
Never no jive talking turkey
Yeah, check old man, check old man, check all the cables if you're able
It's easy like
Four, five, six, anybody got a pick?
And for the rest, slick, slick, licks
And rub my belly with a stick of hot butter
all over baby, all over
And, and Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
And the crybaby crybabies talkin', talkin trash while sittin' eternally
When I said I was in my element I meant whale of a pickle I stumbled onto
One two three
That's alright with me
Singing playing all the time
Now hey, look, lucky me
Always been in touch with reality, you see
Oh check old man, check old man, check the cables and the chain
Yeah check baby, check baby
One two three
That's alright with me (wooh)
Amphetamine, amphetamine
You know what I mean
She got a real kick to her
Yeah, balls to the balls, to the balls, to the balls, to the walls
Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
Yeah it's balls to the walls, to the walls, to the walls, through the wall
Check baby, check baby
One two three
That's alright with me
Hey, hey look, look at me, always been in touch with the world obviously
Yeah, check baby, check baby, three, four, five
Never no jive talking turkey not me
Man, check old man, check old man, check all the cables in the chain
And get back at me, get back at me, when it's safe to sling up my six-string
Then it's easy like
Four, five, six, anybody got a pick?
Check baby, check baby, all around I was very lost but now I'm way unfound
Check brother, check brother, check what a world we've inherited from another mother
What a whale of a pickle, what a spell we are all pinned under
We give the devil a warm embrace and then we run like chickens from the dickens
But you wanna go to heaven when you D-I-E, that's alright with me
It's easy like four five six anybody got a pick? Alright
Yeah, check it, old man
Ah, check baby, check baby, four and five
Never no jive talking turkey
Yeah, check old man, check old man, check all the cables if you're able
It's easy like
Four, five, six, anybody got a pick?
And for the rest, slick, slick, licks
And rub my belly with a stick of hot butter
all over baby, all over
And, and Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
Watch the man, watch the man, watch him as he walkin' around the world
And the crybaby crybabies talkin', talkin trash while sittin' eternally
When I said I was in my element I meant whale of a pickle I stumbled onto
Writer: Kurt Samuel Vile
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing