One, two, three and I come with the redneck style
Because you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis
I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile. . .
And act gracious
See I rob banks, I pull pranks, sometimes I eat
Franks and knishes,best wishes, I’m vicious and here
I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend.
Stick ’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .
I’m more freaky than Disco 2000
I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite
I’ll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
I never say die
I never take myself too seriously
Cause everybody knows fat birds don’t fly
Stick’em up punk, it’s the Fun Lovin’ Criminal
Means with the green, murder on your spleen
Living in a dream do you know what I mean
Goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I’ll steal your girlie and I’ll steal your weed