New Delhi Lyrics

New Delhi lyrics

What's the deal with you and Lucinda?

She said that you broke her hymen

While playing kick ball

I just think that you really weren't trying

I've seen you slay bigger dragons

In the Moorestown mall



Give me a call, we're [Incomprehensible]

Run and slide on your belly

Folks are in New Delhi

We're making prank calls



I don't think you really remember

There's something behind your eyes

When you punched Sam Roy

But please excuse our son, he doesn't feel right

He just doesn't seem to enjoy all the things

That a little boy should



Give me a call, we're having a ball

Go and turn on the TV

Naked women on 63

I wish I was tall, alright



Gloria just confused with Walter

She would never hold hands with a boy like you

'Cause you're made of slime

Don't tell me that my boy has big problems

Don't you worry about my son

He'll be just fine



Give me a call, we're [Incomprehensible]

Run and slide on your belly

Folks are in New Delhi

We're making prank calls



Give me a call, we're having a ball

Go and turn on the TV

Naked women on 63

I wish I was tall

Don't you wish you were tall



We're having a ball

We're having a ball

We're having a ball



We're having a ball

We're having a ball

We're having a ball

We're having a ball