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Adam Sandler
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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' outta 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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