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亞當森德勒
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Toll Booth Willie
[car approaches] Toll booth willie:'welcome to worchester. dollar twenty-five please.' M1:'hey, how ya doin' toll booth willie?' Toll booth willie:'good! thanks fer askin, pop!' M1:'aww, that's great, you know, considering yer a fuckin' idiot!' [pays toll and drives off] Toll booth willie: 'go fuck yourself you son of a bitch! i'll come right outta the booth and fuckin' whack ya, you fuckin' prick!'
[another car approaches] M2: 'hey, hey, willie! hows it going?' Toll booth willie: 'hey, can't complain, pop. hows 'bout you?' M2: 'oh, great, great. how much?' Toll booth willie: 'the state charges a dollar twenty-five, pop.' M2: 'that's fine. now should i give you the money, or should i shove the quarters directly up your fat ass!?' [pays toll and drives off] Toll booth willie: 'why you fuckin' hard on! i'll fucking carlton fisk yer fuckin' head with a louise-ville fuckin' slugger! whadya think of that ass fuck!?'
[another car approaches] F1: 'hi willie.' Toll booth willie: 'oh, nice to see ya m'am. not a bad day, huh?' F1: 'well, i'm a little lost. could you help me out? i hear your the best with directions.' Toll booth willie: 'well i know my way around new england. i can tell ya that much. so where ya headed?' F1: 'well, i was just wondering exactly which is the best way to drive up your ass. you know, if you'd tell me, i'd appreciate it, you fuckin' prick.' [drives off] Toll booth willie: 'you fuckin' bitch! fuck you! you forgot to pay the fuckin' toll you dirty whore! i'll fuckin' drop you with a boot to the fuckin' skull you cum guzzling queen!'
[another car approaches] M3: 'hey willie.' Toll booth willie: 'hey, how are ya?' M3: 'here's a dollar twenty-five, and go fuck yourself.' [pays toll and drives off] Toll booth willie: 'dah, you fuckin' prick! i hope you choke on a fuckin' bottle cap, ya fuckin' son of a fuck! eat shit! eat my shit!'
[another car approaches] Bishop nelson: 'hello willie. good to see you.' Toll booth willie: 'ahhh, bishop nelson. nice to see ya. that was quite a sermon you had the other day.' Bishop nelson: 'hey, well i do my best.' Toll booth willie: 'dollar twenty-five, bishop.' Bishop nelson: 'dollar twenty-five, willie. isn't that the same price your mother charges for a blow job, you piece of dog shit!?' [pays toll and drives off] Toll booth willie: 'ohhh! have another one, you fuckin' lush! it's not my fault the bartender cut ya off last night ya fuckin' douche bag!'
[another car approaches] M5: 'hey!' Toll booth willie: 'well hey!' M5: 'yeah, do you want the money, or should i just shove the quarters directly up your fat ass!?' [pays toll and drives off] Toll booth willie: 'well, i already heard that one you fuckin' unoriginal bastard! go suck a corn you fuckin' piece of repeatin' shit!'
[another car approaches] F2: 'hi.' Toll booth willie: 'oh, hi. how are ya?' F2: 'fine, thank you. how much is the toll please?' Toll booth willie: 'for you sweetheart, it's a dollar twenty-five.' F2: 'here ya go.' [pays toll] F2: 'thank you.' [begins to drive off] Toll booth willie: 'hey! hey! honey! would you like a receipt with that?' F2: 'oh, i almost forgot. thank you so much.' [toll booth willie scribbling a receipt for her] Toll booth willie: 'and here ya are.' F2: 'umm, do you think you could sign it?' Toll booth willie: 'oh, uh.. sign it?' F2: 'yeah, sign toll booth willie was here.' Toll booth willie: 'ok, sure. uhh, by the way, what is this for?' [signing receipt] F2: 'just so i could have proof for my friends that i met the biggest fuckin' dip shit with the smallest dick alive. you understand.' [drives off] [crumples up paper] Toll booth willie: 'fuck you, you fuckin' upity bitch! i'll fuckin' fuck you and all your lesbian fish-eating friends in front of your fuckin' mothers! you're gonna die, bitch! i'm comin' o The booth!' [opens the door and runs out of the booth]
[car screeches and hits him] Toll booth willie: 'ooooh! my fuckin' leg!' M6: 'hey! you ran over toll booth willie!' M7: 'oh my god! i was always wondering what it would be like to run over a Dried up stinky dick licker.' Toll booth willie: 'why you fuckin' pricks. i fuckin' hear every fuckin' word yer saying! when this fuckin' leg heals, i'm gonna kick you guys new fuckin' assholes!
[everyone cussing eachother out]
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