Andy scats about an old family remedy for gonorrhea.
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TRACK LIST ::
01. My F**king Space
02. Good Luck With That
03. Dorm Daddy
04. Look At Me
05. Another Great Day For Drugs
06. Air Down There, The
07. Murder Ballad #35
08. Petrified Forest
09. The Darkest Day of the Year
10. Fountain Of Youth
11. Sad Little Angel Clown (Who That Cried)
12. Dip Your Cock In Vodka
13. I'm In Hell
14. Hey Willie Can You Polish This Turd?
CREDITS ::
Andy Dick: lead vocal, slide whistle, vibraslap
Willie Wisely: acoustic guitar, backing vocals, woodwind arrangement, doo wop bass
Loren Gold: piano
Natasha Boyd: bassoon
Ryan Perez-Daple: clarinet
Andrew Sherman: washboard
Andras Jones: backing vocals
Lisa Jenio: backing vocals
Mike Ruekberg: ukelele, backing vocasl
Christopher McGuire: drums
Tyler Dean: Technical Support
Engineered by Willie Wisely, Matt Fink, Ryan Perez-Daple & Mike Ruekberg
Produced by Willie Wisely & Andras Jones
Written by Andy Dick, Andras Jones, & Willie Wisely
Cover Art by Japa
© & ℗ 2009.Ella Records
LYRICS ::
My grandfather in his heyday
Slept with all the dancers on a cot backstage
And when the show was over, you know what he’d do
He’d dip his wick in vodka when he was through
Dip your wick in vodka, when you are through
Dip your wick in vodka, that’s what you should do
Dip your wick in vodka, to prevent the dick flu
Dip your wick in vodka, now that’s a can do
When my mother taught me the birds and the bees
She said the clap will kill you son, it’s a painful disease
So don’t go down like Gaughan or Al Capone
Dip your wick in vodka, or don’t bring it home
Dip your wick in vodka, oo, ow
Dip your wick in vodka, it’s gonna sting down south
Dip your wick in vodka, oo, wee
Dip your wick in vodka, if it burns when you pee
Wadka...
Those old Russians were the first to distill
That crystal clear elixir that would become medicinil
But no iron curtain comrad will protect your junk
You’d better dip your wick in vodka so it won’t grow that funk
Now let’s say you’re on business trip
And you sleep with a gal who you suspect has the drip
Grab a mini Absolut from the mini fridge
And dip your mini wick in vodka and be rid of that bitch
Dip your wick in vodka, that’s what you should do
Dip your wick in vodka, when you are through
Dip your wick in vodka, to prevent the dick flu
Dip your wick in vodka, now that’s a can do
Dip your wick in vodka, oo, ow
Dip your wick in vodka, it’s gonna sting down south
Dip your wick in vodka, oo, wee
Dip your wick in vodka, if it burns when you pee
==========ALTERNATE LYRICS============
my mother taught me the birds and the bees
she said the clap'll kill ya son, it's a painful disease
so don't go down like gaughan or al capone
you better dip your sock in vodka, or don't bring it home
dip your sock in vodka, when you're through
dip your sock in vodka, that's what you should do
dip your sock in vodka to prevent the sick flu
dip your sock in vodka, that's a can-do!
those old russians were the first to distill
that crystal clear elyxir that would become medicinal
but no iron curtain, comrade, can protect your junk
you better dip your sock in vodka so it won't get that funk
now, let's say you're on a business trip
and you sleep with a gal who you suspect has the drip
grab a mini bottle from the mini fridge
and dip your mini sock in vodka and be rid of that bitch
dip your sock in vodka, ooooo, oooowwww
dip your sock in vodka, it's gonna sting down south
dip your sock in vodka, ooooo, eeeeeeee
dip your sock in vodka, if it burns when you pee
(change)
i wake up each morning with a jimmy in my hand
knowing i'll be next to you, i want to be your man
you walk around on legs made out of tight-rolled benjamins
pretty, money, pretty, money, pretty-pretty, money-money
diamond covered shins
i don't want no drama
please be my golden-glittered-gammy sugar mama
danke, ivanka
for letting me put my hand on your kneecap
thank ya, ivanka
for making me feel like a heterosexual man.