Fred Figglehorn все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I wanna be…I wanna be
I wanna be a celebrity

I’ll hit the stage everyone’ll be screamin my name
Paparazzi gonna follow me every place
I’m gonna sell 10 million copies my first cd
I’m even gonna make my own movie

You know my Mom is always getting me really weird Christmas presents! (Fred!)
Christmas presents! (Fred!)
I mean doesn't she know what I really want? (Well you never told me!) (Cash!)
Turtle necks...Thanks but no thanks! (Cash!)
I don't want any of that stuff,
You know what I'm sayin'?

Don't need no video games,

OOOOOH
You know what I'm sayin?
Yeah
Kinda Strange

If a snowman came to life
That would be creepy(creepy)
If Santa Claus snuck in my house

Mom Do We Have To Go
(Yeah)
I Don't Want To
You Know How I Hate The The

EVIL EVIL... EVIL DENTIST
EVIL EVIL... D D D DENTIST

WHO DOESN'T LIKE POTATOES
WHO DOESN'T LIKE POTATOES

I like my French fries... a la mode
Potato chips with my sushi rolls
I don't know how anyone says no
To mashed potatoes with some escargot

There's something strange about this babysitter
She called the blood bank and asked if they deliver
She walks by the mirror, but i don't see her reflection
I've seen twilight, believe me it left an impression

And everybody knows they come to suck your blood, hey
Hypnotize you with thier eyes you got no where to run, hey
Her fingernails are sharp her teeth are pointed too