Sugalumps - Flight Of The Conchords

I see ya girls checkin' out my trunks

I see ya girls checkin' out the front of my trunks

I see ya girls looking at my junk

Then checking out my rump, then back to my sugalumps

When I shake it, I shake it all up

You’d probably think that my pants had the mumps

It’s just my sugalump bump-ba-bumps

They look so good that’s why I keep em' in the front

All.

the.

ladies.

checking.

out.

my sugalumps

They drive the ladies crazay

All these bitches checking out my britches

Put em' in a trance, when I wear track pants

My dungarees make them hungary

They’re over the moon when I don pantaloons

My sugalumps are two of a kind

Sweet and white and highly refined

Honeys try all kinds of tomfoolery

To steel a feel of my family jewelry

My candy balls cause a kerfuffle

The ladies, they hustle to ruffle my truffle

If you party with the party prince

You get two complimentary after dinner mints

Girls surroundin' me when I’m standin' on the stoop

Givin' me gifts like free chicken soup

Book tokens, free chicken soup

Standin' on the corner going

We see ya girls checkin' out our trunks

We see ya girls checkin' out the front of our trunks

We see ya girls lookin' at our junk, then checkin' out our junk,

then back to our sugalumps

Chillin in my store, doin' my thing

When in walks a guy with his dick in a sling

I’m like «holy shit, what happened to you?»

He said «how much will you give me for the family jewels?»

I said «Ten bucks.»

he said «No way!»

«Ten bucks and a frisbee?»

he said «OK»

Then I took his sugalumps and put 'em up in a display

And sold them as hacky sacks later that day

All the ladies they want, a taste of my sugalumps

Sweet sugalumps yeah

All the ladies they want a taste of my sugalumps

Sweet sugalumps yeah