Karaoké Scooby Snacks Fun Lovin' Criminals

Me and Fast got the gats we're out to rob the bank

We got Steve outside carryin' a full pack

And everything's cool and everything's smooth

I walk up to the teller, I give her the letter, she gives me the loot

With puckered up lips and a wink that I found cute

And I said baby, baby, baby

Is there some Kharmic Chi love thing happenin' here baby or what

By that time Fast tapped me with the nine

And said it's time to blow ya know, so out the door we go

Back to the ride, Steve inside and alive and off we drive

See, I hurt my lower lumbar you know we never get far

Ridin' around in a stolen police car

So we dropped it off and piled in a Caddy

Steve was drivin' 'cos I had to talk to my man about somethin'

Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Now I don't give a fuck about the Hell's gate

Ain't punkin' the crowd, man

I'm still standin' up staight

So, we pull these jobs to make a little money

No one gets hurt if they don't act funny

On the way to the yacht we almost got caught

Fast shootin' mailboxes knowin' where the cop is, yeah

They're at the Dunkin' Donuts adjacent from the Froman's

Whose mailbox Fast had just exploded

They gave chase, but my man Steve's an ace

And we lost those brothers with haste

We casted off and along we went off

Bermuda to an island resort we rented

Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks

Runnin' around, robbin' banks all wacked off the Scooby Snacks