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[MARVIN] He hates my wife I hate his food He thinks I'm rude, but nice I think he's nice, but indiscreet He thinks I'm sweet But he treats me kinda funny I say: Whizzer, Whizzer Brown I see Whizzer going down Oh Whizzer, Whizzer Brown Isn't it delightful playing easy? Yes, Whizzer, Whizzer Brown, I care I found your door We sing out more and more and more and more now He rubs my neck I rub his thigh He asks me why I sweat I ask him why he bites his nails And then he takes me in his arms And then he lights another cigarette I say: Whizzer, Whizzer Brown I see Whizzer going down Oh Whizzer, Whizzer Brown Isn't it delightful playing easy? Yes, Whizzer, Whizzer Brown, I care I found your door We sing out more and more and more and more now Go Whizzer! How about Whizzer? Breathe deep Whizzer Up and he's going down [LADIES] Go Whizzer! How about Whizzer? Breathe deep Whizzer Up and he's going down [MARVIN] He's on his knees I'm lying flat Just like a bad idea He starts to blow I start to fight The room is yellow and the bed is white He's going down; I think I'll die away He's going down; I think I'll die, die, die I say Whizzer, oh Whizzer Whizzer Brown I see Whizzer going down [ALL] Bah dah yah yup bah buh dah buh dah buh Yup bah dah yah dah yah Yup bah dah yah dah yah Bah duh dah duh dah dah Bah dah dah dah (Sounds of bodies slapping.) (Voices.) (Marvin screams.) [MARVIN] He's going down He's going down He's going down [LADIES] ...He's going down ...He's going down ...He's going down Go Whizzer! Down! [ALL] Down!

Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-huh Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-huh Stumblin' through the city, ID's gone (uh-huh) Gotta find a place to get my party on (uh) Need cheap drinks and a place that doesn't card (I don't) 'Cause I plan on going fucking hard (uh) At least I have my cigarettes, but I don't have a lighter (I don't) I hope no bitches steal my look 'cause I'ma have to fight her (I will) I tried to call Ayesha, but her phone is fucking dead (sorry) Oh, whatever, I'll try again later, I'll call this twink instead (uh) I'm dirty on the dance floor, getting rowdy like Xtina I'm off three lines and a half a blunt, bitch, you can keep the tina I'm just tryna suck some dick, tryna pop my little titties Then I get a text from Alex, said he's lost in the Windy City, I said "Hey bitch, where you at?" ("I don't know where the fuck I'm at") "Can you hear me? Am I b-b-breaking up?" ("I can't hear, are you breaking up?") "Get over here, let's party" ("I just wanna party") "Grab my purse, get a ride, and I'll meet you outside" "Hey, bitch, where you at?" ("I don't know where the fuck I'm at") "Can you hear me? Am I b-b-breaking up?" ("I can't hear, are you breaking up?") "Get over here, let's party" ("I just wanna party") "Grab my purse, get a ride, and I'll meet you outside" (outside) Smells like sex, triple X, I'm hopping clubs, one to the next I'm loaded, gone, paid for good, pulling more dick than I know I should I want the hardest wood, I'm cruisin' trade, sippin' on vodka lemonade I'm gettin' laid, alright, bikini tops, see-through, real tight I'm walking through Boystown, but I can't find a bottom I see some skinny twinks out here, but I don't wanna top them And I can't find Ayesha 'cause she's probably sucking dick Bitch, pick up your goddamn phone, you're gonna make me sick Hey bitch, where you at? (I don't know where the fuck I'm at) Can you hear me? Am I b-b-breaking up? (I can't hear, are you breaking up?) Get over here, let's party (I just wanna party) Grab my purse, get a ride and I'll meet you outside Hey, bitch, where you at? (I don't know where the fuck I'm at) Can you hear me? Am I b-b-breaking up? (I can't hear, are you breaking up?) Get over here, let's party (I just wanna party) Grab my purse, get a ride, and I'll meet you outside (outside) Yeah, uh-huh, uh Ayesha and Alex Fuck me 'til I die

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2:16

ORLANDOOOOOO

Why does Andy have a buzz cut 😭😭😭😭

being marvin in this song is so addicting

guess who tried to do all the parts at the same time!!

can we get this in a lower key?

0:27

Sadness

Yall don’t understand how much I love this song and falsettos 😭

I've been wanting to find a karaoke version of the song, but never had the chance to find one.

Omg did you compose this or find it because if there’s a full instrumental floating around somewhere I need it so badly

LOOOOOOOVEEE IS BLINDD

Good morning, Fort Greene You're looking blah as ever My daily routine It's all such an endeavor Work and then back Partying in Park Slope He gives my ass a smack I roll my eyes and bark "Nope, that's not gonna happen" He got his hoodie at the Fulton Flea Like every other d-bag next to me I see ironic patches And my soul detaches Now I can't feel a thing anymore I can't feel a thing anymore It's all been done before Everything's a horrible bore And living is a terrible chore You know that it's true There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore I go for a walk I try to get inspired I see a neighbor; we talk It only makes me tired I didn't always use to be this way Remember how I felt on move-in day I was so young and connected Now I'm just unaffected Now I can't feel a thing anymore I can't feel a thing anymore It's all been done before Everything's a horrible bore And living is a terrible chore You know that it's true There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore I think I need a change I need to feel some heaven I don't see fire and the flame And everybody looks the same I mean you didn't even live here then, so it wasn't really a thing for you It's totally late I see a woman on Atlantic Without a second of debate I grab her hair and she goes frantic I wrap my hands around her neck With all the passion I can rally We're by that club that's owned by Beck I dump her body in an alley I sweat a little bit but I'm still numb It was kind of "whatever" but it was mostly dumb I walk home wondering what it all means Would I feel different if I lived in Queens? Oh, who's to say? It doesn't matter anyway 'Cuz I can't feel a thing anymore I can't feel a thing anymore It's all been done before And everything's a horrible bore And living is a terrible chore You know that it's true There's nothing new to do There's nothing new to do There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore There's nothing new to do in New York anymore There's nothing new to do in America anymore There's nothing new to do in the universe anymore Yes, it's all been done before There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore

this is awesome! 🎉

love this

could you possibly do the baseball game? It’s my favorite 🫶😭

🎉

love

FINALLY someone did this karaoke version well!! Thank you!!!

BRO MOXIE IN THE BACKROUND IS PERFECT

THANK YOUUU for this omg <3333

so ur a falsettos fan, rtc fan, AND a total drama fan.

Omg Duncan got me dying

THANKS I NEED TO REHEARSE

you're so real for these omg

😭 Promo SM

i love your karaokes so much

IM SEE ED THIS PART 😂😂😂

Nah bro he don't bite

That boy's blind

What the dog doing?

😂😂😂

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Thanks