Monday, September 22, 2008

Ike Ike Baby

You know you are all going to sing along with this in your head!

Ike Ike Baby, Ike Ike Baby
All right stop, evacuate and listen
Ike is here with some big ambition
People, close your homes up tightly
It's blowing like a hurricane daily and nightly Where will it stop?
Yo-I don't know Turn off the lights and let's go To the coastline
Ike rocks like a vandal Start up the car and watch me drive like an
animal

Dang, hardware store sales boom
Ike's killing my plans like a poisonous mushroom Deadly, evacuate
they tell me Anyone left will be charged with a felony Love it or
hate it, you better get away Ike will hit the bull's eye, the storm
don't play If you're on vacation, Yo, Ike stalled it Check out the
eye while the bands revolve it

Hurricane Ike Ike Baby, Hurricane Ike Ike Baby Hurricane Ike Ike
Baby, Hurricane Ike Ike Baby

Now that the people are jumpin'
With their stuff packed up and the gas done pumpin'
Quick to the road, to the road no fakin'
Pass McD's get a burger with bacon
Burnin' 'em and follow the symbol
I go crazy when I hear some imbecile Revving, in a souped up Pinto
Now I can roll, it's time to crack the window Rollin' in my Chevy
Tahoe With my window down, I can feel Ike blow My laptop's on
standby, Waiting for some Wi-fi This spot hot? No - and I gotta fly
Kept on pursuing to the next block I busted a left and I'm beating
the clock The light was red

Yo -- so I continued to I-37 to San Antonio Wish I was there in a
blink like a jeanie How I'd love to be sippin' a martini Jealous
'cause my girl's living fine She left yesterday and was there by
nine Ready to give my homies a call My homies acting ill because
their car just stalled Humidity, the air is sticky as hell Ike's on
his way, the weatherman yells Moving toward the gulf coast real fast
I'm in my car, can't give it no gas Bumper to bumper the
interstate's packed I'm trying to get away before Ike attacks Police
on the scene, what can it mean?
They hooked me up, now there's another lane free If you're on
vacation, Yo, Ike stalled it Check out the eye while the bands
revolve it

Hurricane Ike Ike Baby, Hurricane Ike Ike Baby Hurricane Ike Ike
Baby, Hurricane Ike Ike Baby

Yo man, let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Unfortunately, I sang along to the beat. But then again, I've done the original kareoke...