Cherry Poppin' Daddies Lyrics
"Sockable Face Club"

Face club, pal I went and fished with my fly I stepped
to the urinal When i noticed a guy He was punishin'
the bishop I'ze tryin' to get a stain off And zeroed
in on my pride But i'm afraid i had to make the peeper
die The subtle comedy amused me You're in my sockable
face club You gotta punchable face,
bub Grab him, nab him You gotta a sockable face Everything
you do makes me feel like you need to get a blackened
eye Then there was heard a symphony of punchin' It
shattered his glass jaw Woke up in blood and beer and
munchin' On some red tongue slaw He kind of laid there
burblin' and there arose a stench Then something caramelized
on his pants Like a million baby diapers You gotta
punchable face, bub You're in my sockable face club
You are a sockable guy who how can i say What i want
to get through to you Pal,
punch you in the eggs and make 'em runny Your mama's
face in my locket I learned from larry,
mo, and curly Get up and gallop and go Your friends
are diggin' the ho' Not to take no guff Who likes to
play rough I'm a semper fi,
the kind of guy But sneaky peeky got me surly Drama,
drama, drama, drama -- your face Hey,
there guys step aside, the cleanin' guy is here Clean
up blood and beer To lay that mop and bucket down
He needs a cigarette 'cause he hates work And he has
to put up with a lot of jerks You're in my sockable
face club You gotta punchable face,
bub You're a disgrace to the human race You got a stupid look on your face