I'm The Least You Could Do Lyrics - Hefty Fine - Bloodhound Gang

It always sucks refolding the kind of map 

Needed when I get stuck where the sun don't shine the fact 

Is if I just shut up my rubbered stamp could flag you as dumb 

It ain't your mind you're givin' me a piece of 

As it don't take Einstein to know that's just obscene but 

It's been Buck Rogers' time since I hit other than rock bottom 

Even the odds of having you against me 

With your crotchless jihad on blue balls evidently 

Are all mighty good God so angel dust my soul like James Brown 

Street legal whore hauling so much stunning ass 

Sell yourself short like bridge at the bunny ranch 

Do it all fours the satisfaction of getting fouled 

I'm the least you could do 

If only life were as easy as you 

I'm the least you could do, oh yeah 

If only life were as easy as you 

I would still get screwed 

I don't care if getting under someone that's 

Beneath you fits the M.O. of conundrum as 

You reckoned this was just a fancy word for rubbers 

I aim to get a bang out of working your 

Weak spot that sets the bar so low just nerve can score 

With no respect since oddly danger feels like pay dirt 

I'm the least you could do 

If only life were as easy as you 

I'm the least you could do, oh yeah 

If only life were as easy as you 

I'm the least you could do 

If only life were as easy as you 

I'm the least you could do, oh yeah 

If only life were as easy as you 

If only 

When my fumbling breaks you should 

I thank your dad for the damaged goods? 

When my fumbling breaks you should 

I thank your dad for the damaged goods? 

When my fumbling breaks you should 

I thank your dad for the damaged goods? 

When my fumbling breaks you should 

I thank your dad for the damaged goods?