Uncle Larry's hooked on ice again
He seems to be stuck in the 80's
He wears his "members only" jacket
'Cause he thinks it turns on all the ladies
And all the white folks shake their asses
Looking for the two and four
I'll have mine in Martini glasses
'Cause I can't take it anymore
These are the days of empty kitchens
The rise and fall of Mary Ellen's hairdo
I think she's found a new religion
Studying the Kabalah in her J. Crew
And all the rich kids shake their asses
Looking for the two and four
Well, I'll have mine with Blackstrap molasses
'Cause I can't taste it anymore
No, 'cause I can't taste it anymore
My friend Gregg says it's all good
As the eastern seaboard's blown away
Now everything is going half-price
So look at all the money we saved
And all the politicians shake their asses
Looking for the back door
I'll just be hanging out with the lasses
'Cause they don't like the boys no more
No, and I can't take it anymore
