Dan The Automator — Slick (Patel's Song) lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Slick (Patel's Song)" by Dan The Automator.
Lyrics
It was football season, and for some reason all the little jocks wanted me
Matthew was the only non-white, non-jock boy in town
So we joined forces and took them all down
We brawled and scrapped, fought for hours
Nothing could beat Matthew’s mystical powers
We only kissed once. After a week and a half, I told him to hit the showers
Hey wait, mystical powers?
You’ll pay for this, Flowers!
If you want to fight me
You’re not the brightest
You won’t know what hit you
In the slightest
Me and my fireballs
My demon hipster chicks
(Tell 'em, Matty)
I’m talkin' the talk
'Cause I know I’m slick
(S-l-ick)
Fireball girls
Take this sucker down
(Down)
We’ll show him
What we’re all about
That doesn’t even rhyme!
This is impossible
How can this be?
Open your eyes
Maybe you’ll see