Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr. Right, artist - Mickey Avalon. Date of issue: 30.10.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mr. Right |
| Who that dude sleepin’with ya girlfriend |
| Gettin’nude and rude in your bed |
| Same dude that your sister like |
| Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right |
| Who that man in the black Sedan |
| With two cheap hookers and a Mexican |
| Fuck the white line, sippin’one Coors light |
| Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right |
| Stab on the ave, on the back of green grass |
| Young teen on the scene, no future, no past |
| I don’t know nothin''bout nothin’so don’t ask nothin' |
| 'Cause I only be talkin’out my ass |
| Somethin’smells fishy and I don’t know what |
| But I got a hunch it’s your lady |
| I’m little bit country and a little bit punk |
| I got a pistol named Sunny that whistles when he’s rubbed |
| The wrong way, Mickey Avalon song playing |
| Strip up so sip suck, (?) Bumante |
| Illiterate, I seen a better day |
| Wine, and cheese, fine ladies, and lemonade |
| Gettin’paid for rhymes like these |
| And I never even learned to say my ABC’s |
| With ADD I rock the beat |
| Like AC/DC (?) |
| Who that dude sleepin’with ya girlfriend |
| Gettin’nude and rude in your bed |
| Same dude that your sister like |
| Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right |
| Who that man in the black Sedan |
| With two cheap hookers and a Mexican |
| Fuck the white line, sippin’one Coors light |
| Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right |
| Radio can’t wait to play me From K-Rock in L.A. to rooftops in Haiti |
| Hey baby, he’s Mr. Wrong |
| And maybe you should listen to the words in this song |
| Bird on a wire, your skirt’s on fire |
| Now please take a moment to admire my attire |
| Fresh white valleys and pink tube socks |
| Tight gray Levi’s and shirts with polka dots |
| Rolex watch but it’s fake |
| Gold gazelle glasses and a platinum chain |
| But it’s fake, like your tits |
| And your eyes, and your nose, and your lips, and your braids |
| The glitz in LA got me ready to play |
| Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day |
| Every night on the Strip I slip and slide |
| I’m that guy, call me Mr. Right |
| Who that dude sleepin’with ya girlfriend |
| Gettin’nude and rude in your bed |
| Same dude that your sister like |
| Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right |
| Who that man in the black Sedan |
| With two cheap hookers and a Mexican |
| Fuck the white line, sippin’one Coors light |
| Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right |