Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sharky 17* , by - Inspecter 7. Release date: 22.08.2005
Song language: English
Sharky 17* |
| Short crop mutton chop cut so clean |
| Pasta makin' paysan, Olive Garden green |
| Stompin' feet, we call him «meat», and you know what I mean |
| What’s his name? |
| Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| Sharky 17 |
| Boot to the pedal, speeding Route 18 |
| Stops at Taco Bell, fills up on some beans |
| Gas ass, working class, stinking up his jeans |
| What do we call him? |
| Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| Sharky 17 |
| One, two, three, Oi! |
| Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| Sharky 17 |
| Doesn’t choose a poison, keeps his senses clean |
| And if you want to fuck with him there’s gonna be scene |
| He’ll stomp your face to blood red paste, and I won’t intervene |
| Feel the bratty wrath of Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| Sharky 17! |
| Oi! |
| What do we call him? |
| Sharky 17 |