Lyrics Pretentious Friends - Modeselektor, Busdriver

Pretentious Friends

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
I run shit in this house
Like I was now or never
With no effort
I bet you I could change my name to Klaus
Or something mildly Flemish
Pick up a Saudi chemist
From an Orange County dentist
Ouch, I’m whistling, trading and eating
Now poetry readings at AA meetings
I text you pictures of my keister
I’m serving some dead bodies from a Middle-Eastern skirmish
Damn, I’m oh so scooty
A bro gropes boobies
Have sex with Snow White
At the gym, on pedal bikes
Replenishing electrolytes
Your honor
I dip my junk in the fondue
Told boring stories, show my blonde pubes
I’m from the church of Satan’s archdiocese
So I fart fire pits and heart giant tits
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
I’m a prick
All of our inane dialogue
And my day’s minutia gets micro-blogged
Ew, does it smell like Fido the dog?
In gray Pumas
I look like Sideshow Bob
Urinate in what the cod-fish swims in
Who was to think, I’m God’s gift to women
Flirted with about 30 Asian chicks with herniated disks
Eating turkey bacon bits
Busdriver: Nigga?
Pillow Talk: Oh hey boo, how you be?
Busdriver: Oh, oh.
I saw you at the Cannes Film Festival.
Pillow Talk: Nah that wasn’t me.
You didn’t see me down there, nuh-uh baby.
Busdriver: Oh, yes.
Pillow Talk: You talkin' bout Cannes?
You a con.
Busdriver: Tell me about it.
Pillow Talk: I saw you gettin' jiggy at Sundance with no pants on.
Busdriver: In Holland?
Pillow Talk: Mhmm.
Busdriver: Hmm, do tell.
I bought those shoes also for 30 Euros at the
Champs-Élysées.
Pillow Talk: Nigga, please.
These shoes, this cummerbund?
Oh step, hon.
Oh and by the way, the pâté?
Busdriver: The pâté was fabulous!
Pillow Talk: Goose liver nigga.
Busdriver: Yes.
(Get 'em)
Oh, I know
You want my R&B hook
Oh, I know
Your brains are partially cooked
When this breaks this pillow under the gourmet kibble your solar plexus be in
this trouble hence the dribble it’s what’s beats for
There it is, my friendship’s like a health plan
I think all the multi-tiered colored telegram
The movie trailer leaked
Well I hope they get the plumber’s putty
My script writing takes 3 Welsh understudies
I enjoy the convos of the water buffalo
Hoes stop and hold I’m rocks sold through the double O’s
Y’all niggas too think I’m a hot date
With a Prop 8 slashed out on my ballot box
Salad tossed into a chocolate cake 'cause I’m so cute
My hoes they look at me and their water break
And babies pop out with one gold tooth
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
I never, never repeat it over, and over, and over again
I’m one of your pretentious friends
Pretentious friends
Pretentious friends