Weird Al Yankovic - Albuquerque

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Here are the actual song lyrics.

NOTE: Lyrics in Italics denote lyrics that were
sung.

Lyrics:

Way back when I was just a little bitty boy
living in a box under the stairs in the corner of
the basement half a block down the street from
Jerry’s Bait shop

You know the place

well anyway, back then life was going swell and
everything was just peachy

Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that
every single morning

My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut
for breakfast

Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut

Every single mornin

It wa driving me crazy

I said to my mom

I said Hey, mom, what’s with all the sauerkraut?

And my dear, sweet mother

She just looked at my like a cow looks at an
oncoming train

And she leaned right down next to me

And she said IT’S GOOD FOR YOU

And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a
funnel in my mouth

And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I
was twenty six and a half years old

That’s when I swore that someday

Someday I would get outta that basement and
travel to a magical, far away place

Where the sun is always shining and the air
smells like warm root beer

And the towels are oh so fluffy

Where the shriners and the lepers play their
ukuleles all day long

And anyone on the street will glady shave your
back for a nickel

Wacka wacka doodoo yeah

Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn’t long at
all before my dream came true

Because the very next day, a local radio station
had this contest

To see who could correctly guess the number of
molecules in Leonard Nimoy’s butt

I was off by three, but I still won the grand
prize

That’s right, a first class one-way ticket to

Albuquerque

Albuquerque

Oh yeah

You know, I’d never been on a real airplane
before

And I gotta tell ya, it was really great

Except that I had to sit between two large
Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body
odor

And the little kid in back of me kept throwin’ up
the whole time

The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and
salted peanuts

And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly
Shore

And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines
burned out

And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a
hillside

And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and
everybody died

Except for me

You know why?

‘Cause I had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

Had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

Had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

Ah ha ha ha

Ah ha ha

Ahhhh

So I crawled from the twisted, burnin’ wreckage

I crawled on my hands and kneew for three full
days

Draggin’ along my big leather suitcase and my
garment bag

And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound
bowling ball

And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark
snorkel

But finally I arived at the world famous
Albuquerque Holiday Inn

Where the towels are oh so fluffy

And you can eat your soup right out of the
ashtrays if you wanna

It’s OK, they’re clean

Well, I checked into my room and I turned down
the A/C

And I turned on the SpectraVision

And I’m just about to eat that little chocolate
mint on my pillow

That I love so very, very much when suddenly,
there’s a knock on the door

Well now, who could that be?

I say Who is it?

No answer

Who is it?

There’s no answer

WHO IS IT?

They’re not sayin’ anything

So, finally I go over and I open the door and
just as I suspected

It’s some big fat hermaphrodite with a
Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril

Oh man, I hate it when I’m right

So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my
lucky snorkel

And I’m like Hey, you can’t have that

That snorkel’s been just like a snorkel to me

And he’s like Tough

And I’m like Give it

And he’s like Make me

And I’m like ‘Kay

So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus

And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my
eyebrows

And I took out his appendix and he gave me a
colonic irrigation

Yes indeed, you better believe it

And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone
got knocked off the hook

And twenty seconds later, I heard a farmiliar
voice

And you know what it said?

I’ll tell you what it said

It said

If you’d like to make a call, please hang up and
try again

If you need help, hang up and then dial your
operator

If you’d like to make a call, please hang up and
try again

If you need help, hang up and then dial your
operator

In Albuquerque

Albuquerque

Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with
my snorkel

But I made a a solemn vow right then and there
that I would not rest

I would not sleep for an instant until the
one-nostrilled man was brought to justice

But first, I decided to buy some donuts

So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut
shop

And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter

And he says Yeah, what do ya want?

I said You got any glazed donuts?

He said No, we’re outta glazed donuts

I said You got any jelly donuts?

He said No, we’re outta jelly donuts

I said You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?

He said No, we’re outta Bavarian cream-filled
donuts

I said You got any cinnamon rolls?

He said No, we’re outta cinnamon rolls

I said You got any apple fritters?

He said No, we’re outta apple fritters

I said You got any bear claws?

He said Wait a minute, I’ll go check

No, we’re outta bear claws

I said Well, in that case - in that case, what do
you have?

He says All I got right now is this box of one
dozen starving, crazed weasels

I said OK, I’ll take that

So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and
the weasels jump out

And they immediately latch onto my face and start
bitin’ me all over

(rabid gnawing sounds)

Oh man, they were just going nuts

They were tearin’ me apart

You know, I think it was just about that time
that a little ditty started goin’ through my head

I believe it went a little something like this .
. .

Doh

Get ‘em off me

Get ‘em off me

Oh

No, get ‘em off, get ‘em off

Oh, oh God, oh God

Oh, get ‘em off me

Oh, oh God

Ah, (more screaming)

I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating
weasels all over my face

Wavin’ my arms all around and just runnin’,
runnin’, runnin’

Like a constipated weiner dog

And as luck wouls have it, that’s exactly when I
ran into the girl of my dreams

Her name was Zelda

She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight
overbite and hair the color of strained peaches

I’ll never forget the first thing she said to me.

She said Hey, you’ve got weasels on your face

That’s when I knew it was true love

We were inseperable after that

Aw, we ate together, we bathed together

We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored
dental floss

The world was our burrito

So we got married and we bought us a house

And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and
Superfly

Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah

But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me

She said Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the
Columbia Record Club?

I said Woah, hold on now, baby

I’m just not ready for that kinda commitment

So we broke up and I never saw her again

But that’s just the way things go

In Albuquerque

Albuquerque

Anyway, things really started lookin’ upi for me

Because about a week later, I finally achieved my
lifelong dream

That’s right, I got me a part-time job at The
Sizzler

I even made employee of the month after I put
that grease fire out with my face

Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after
that

I was gettin’ a lot of attitude

OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot

Tryin’ to remove my excess earwax with a golf
pencil

When I see this guy Marty tryin’ to carry a big
ol’ sofa up the stairs all by himself

So I, I say to him, I say Hey, you want me to
help you with that?

And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes

No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a
chainsaw

So I did

And then he gets all indignant on me

He’s like Hey man, I was just being sarcastic

Well, that’s just great

How was I supposed to know that?

I’m not a mind reader for cryin’ out loud

Besides, now he’s got a really cute nickname -
Torso-Boy

So what’s he complaining about?

Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote

This guy comes up to me on the street and says he
hasn’t had a bit in three days

Well, I knew what he meant

But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of
his jugular vein

And he’s yellin’ and screamin’ and bleeding all
over

And I’m like Hey, come on, don’tcha get it?

But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk,
bleeding, and screaming

(screaming sounds)

You know, just completely missing the irony of
the whole situation

Man, some people just can’t take a joke, you
know?

Anyway, um, um, where was I?

Kinda lost my train of thought

Uh, well, uh, OK

Anyway I, I know it’s kinda been a roundabout way
of saying it

But I guess the whole point I’m tryin’ to make
here is

I hate sauerkraut

That’s all I’m really tryin’ to say

And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up

And find yourself in an existential quandry

Full of loathing and self-doubt

And wracked with the pain and isolation of your
pitiful meaningless existence

At least you can take a small bit of comfort in
knowing that

Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up
universe of ours

There’s still a little place called

Albuquerque

Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

I said A (A)

L (L)

B (B)

U (U)

querque (querque)

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque,
Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque,
Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque,
Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque,
Albuquerque

Albuquerque

(belch)

Here are the lyrics from the album booklet.

NOTE: The following lyrics are type exactly as
they appear in the booklet.

Lyrics:

Way back when I was just a little bitty boy

living in a box under the stairs in a corner of

the basement of the house half a block down

the street from Jerr’s Bait Shop… You know

the place… Well anyway, back then life was

going swell and everything was juuuuust

peachy… except of course for the undeniable

fact that every single morning my mother

would . . . you know what? The rest of these
lyrics

aren’t gonna fit on here. There’s just no room

left. What a drag, huh? I guess we didn’t plan

this out very well . . . probably should’ve used
a

smaller font or a bigger piece of paper or some-

thing. Sorry. We all feel just horrible about
this.

Well, I guess you’ll just have to listen really
carefully

and try to figure out the words for yourself.

Good luck.


 

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