Bloodhound Gang — I'm The Least You Could Do lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "I'm The Least You Could Do" by Bloodhound Gang.

Lyrics

It always sucks refolding the kind of map
Needed when i get stuck where the sun don’t shine the fact
Is if i just shut up my rubbered stamp could flag you as dumb
It ain’t your mind you’re givin' me a piece of As it don’t take einstein to know that’s just obscene but
It’s been buck rogers' time since i hit other than rock bottom
Even the odds of having you against me With your crotchless jihad on blue balls evidently
Are all mighty good god so angel dust my soul like james brown
Street leagl whore hauling so much stunning ass
Sell yourself short like bridget at the bunny ranch
Do it all fours the satisfaction of getting fouled
I’m the least you could do If only life were as easy as you
I’m the least you could do If only life were as easy as you
I would still get screwed
I don’t care if getting under someone that’s
Beneath you fits the m.o. of conundrum as You reckoned this was just a fancy word for rubbers
I aim to get a bang out of working your
Weak spot that sets the bar so low just nerve can score
With no respect since oddly danger feels like pay dirt
I’m the least you could do If only life were as easy as you
I’m the least you could do If only life were as easy as you
I’m the least you could do If only life were as easy as you
If only
When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?