Lyrics My Favorite Tings (Bambino Boys) - Twiztid

My Favorite Tings (Bambino Boys)

«Look, I’m doing yous a favor.
This is a privilege right here to hear this man
sing.
He’s got the voice of a baby angel
Turn the shit up.
He said he can’t hear it.
Turn the shit up»
«No, no, I can hear it»
«Look this is my goddamn artist, look he’s making his own beat in there right
now.
Turn it up!»
«I can hear it»
«Turn the shit up!
Turn him up!»
Gargoyles holding baskets of black kittens
With sharp bloody fangs, and warm Christmas mittens
It’s freezing outside, it’s so cold that it stings
These are a few of my favorite things
Get my joy copped, and my balls licked
Underneath mistletoe
«Oh didn’t I tell you he was beautiful?
You got it man, you got the stuff,
Frankie, man.
Don’t give 'em no more.»