Holy macaroni and the stutter jive king (sung to the tune of "man of the year")

Holy macaroni and the stutter jive king
Used to eat the night while they'd do their thing
They got the ravioli in the pocket of your pants
And it ain't nobody's business if the kid don't dance

Sick and tired's easy going further fast and fun
Better save your bullets everybody's got a gun
Gracious introspection and she's living in the mud
You know she got more onion breath than your mama got pud

Like the licorice flavor if you mix it with the dead
Used to drive a ranger but that was years before your head
These is good for nothin but baby those is somethin else
Better hurry before all that chocolate acid melts

Lenny ain't no supper hick and Jennies go the clap
You better take a quick scootch cause she's bout to take crap
Holy macaroni was a busy little snapper
Bought a tonic healing jug of Kool-Aid from a flapper

Your butts bigger manda than a boiler maker mantra
Join the foreign legion baby box your sister's contra
Cause the stutter jive king's a kooky million dollar flake
Let em spoon check mitzi cause the file is in the cake

Ohoh boys they're off again leotards and all
Could you lend an ear because the sky's about to fall
The ball'll get you rollin but that coke's an easy sub
Just mix me up some Charlottesville and hot Vicks's vapo rub