Have you seen that guy?
Have you seen him?
He’s the creepiest thing, you shouldn’t greet him,
You do whatever it takes to run away and hide.
Oo-whoa!
We dread the way he shakes up his blubber ass,
We dread the clothes he wears in his photographs,
And all the trolls - they joke around.
He can’t sing, he can’t dance,
But who cares – he walks like Chris Chandler!
He can’t swing, he can’t prance,
But who cares – he stalks like Chris Chandler!
Have you seen that guy?
Have you seen him?
With the way he talks you wanna diss him,
His floppy duck makes you scream, you’d better close your eyes.
Oo-whoa!
You can smell his stench when he’s in the room,
You can hear his briefs going boom-boom,
And all the trolls - they joke around.
He can’t sing, he can’t dance,
But who cares – he walks like Chris Chandler!
He can’t swing, he can’t prance,
But who cares – he stalks like Chris Chandler!
He walks like Chris Chandler!
He stalks like Chris Chandler!
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
(He craps like Chris Chandler!)
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
(He whines like Chris Chandler!)
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
(He sighs like Chris Chandler!)
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom!
He can’t sing, he can’t dance,
But who cares – he walks like Chris Chandler!
He can’t sing, he can’t dance,
But who cares – he walks like Chris Chandler!
He can’t swing, he can’t prance,
But who cares – he stalks like Chris Chandler!
He walks like Chris Chandler!
He stalks like Chris Chandler!
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
(He craps like Chris Chandler!)
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom,
His briefs go boom-boom boom-boom-boom!
(He sighs like Chris Chandler!)