Oval Office Lyrics - The Cactus Album - 3rd Bass

"This recording, is a collection 

Of unintended indiscretions before microphone" 

"Oh who locked the door?" 

"A hard man is good to find." 

"Open the door!" 

"The principles.. of friction" 

This feeling's a function, so step to this 

Ain't the average boys who do this 

Door is opened, to office summoned 

Yo Pete I think you're in there man! ("I'm coming!") 

Reception warm, not a handshake 

My hands shook, barrier's about to break 

She was seated, legs long and slammin' 

Oval office opened, so let's begin! 

Push my point across, firmly 

Core proposal 

Prime Minister serve me, surely ("Surely! Nyuk nyuk nyuk") 

I serve you with motion 

And doors open wider, coast in 

Secretary said, "Put Serch on line two 

Yo, put him on hold!" 

[Repeat x4] 

"That towel was related to my husband!" 

Aiyyo Pete man, let me in man 

I'm here to get retarded yo, so step off 

Nah I'm not holdin' the door to come in 

Yo, yo move your, move your elbow! 

Move your elbow, yo, you're not dickin' on me 

Your boy look like the Great Pumpkin 

You're frontin' like you play the Pumpkin 

Move your elbow, because I'm in there! 

The meeting rotates 

Mockneck or cactus? 

"They got my head boss.." 

She attacked us! 

With a treaty for disarmament 

We signed 

Figured there's no harm in it ("Oh alright alright alright..") 

So I disarmed 

And I poured the Scotch 

And asked the Prime Minister, mind if I watch? 

("Oh my goodness!") 

Yeah, I reckon 

You keep minutes, I'll let you get second 

Then the summit rose, I get vetoed 

Presidential pardon, let me G yo! 

Lunch became filet of soul/sole with tongue 

The Oval Office work is never done! 

Never done! 

"That towel was related to my husband!" 

"That towel was related to my husband!" 

Aiyyo I'm serious man, did you have sex? 

Nah man 

It was you that did it! 

Filet of sole on the Oval Office 

On a peanut butter leg 

Yo.. 

She got down to my knees and it spread! 

"That towel was related to my husband!" 

"That towel was related to my husband!" 

G'in, seein, have you playin it like a diplomat 

The Oval Office ain't nothin but a boot magnet 

Close to close, but Pete freaked it anyway 

Serch said 

Prime, let's do the three the hard way! 

And knockin like we're knockin 

BOOTS! 

The office flooded with the sex check suits 

Deploy missiles of the MX variety 

Spoken spasm of invasion inside of me 

I release my rebels, the onslaught ceased 

And in the Oval Office 

Finally peace! 

Motions carried out, played it like Presidents 

What's the Oval Office? 

Our permanent residence! 

Meeting of the mind, as well as the pelvis 

Aiyyo Bush! 

We're audi like Elvis! 

Aiyyo Serch you're in there man 

You're finally in there, for the first time man! 

"Victims of these classic boners.." 

Yo move that thick body of yours 

Move that thick white body! 

"Victims of these classic boners.." 

Yes, yes woodie! 

I've got the woody! 

I've got the woodie and I'm gonna get the head 

"Victims of these classic boners.." 

I can feel it! You gotta understand see 

"Victims of these classic boners" 

Gotta understand the subject of the topic 

There's too much butt-waxin', no 

There's too much Vaseline usage 

There's too much KY jelly 

'Cause I've got the woodie! 

I have the woody man, I have 

Yo let me tell you somethin' man, you're a girlie man 

You're a flabber man, I am a muscle man 

I think you are my auntie 

Cause I am the man who is in the Oval Office 

You're just a girlie flabber man, you hamster man 

I'm a great man, you're a flabber man 

Uhh, aiyyo yo you know what I heard? 

I heard Rob never got the wood 

I heard Rob is frontin' like the great pumpin' on the woodie 

And I heard Seth Lover? He got the wrong woodie 

He needs the positive woodie! 

Aiyyo I'm goin home man; I'm goin' home to tell my mother (boots!) 

I'm goin' home to tell my mother about my first experience