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Alternative Champs - Kicking Ass Lyrics

Well, it's Friday night
Don't let your mouth write a check that your ass can't cash
'cause we're kicking ass and taking names
And I'll put my foot up your ass

Well, wipe your ass with a broken glass
I'm gonna mow your lawn
'cause your ass is grass and it's getting long
And I'm a hedge-clipppin', weed-eatin' son of a bitch

Yeah, you want it?
Get on it
We're kicking ass
We're kicking ass
Get on it
We're kicking ass

Smackdown battledome, Rocky IV
They all kick ass
I'm gonna bust your knees and smack you in the face
I'm gonna bust your balls

We're boozers, we're bruisers, you snoozers, you're losers
We're kicking derriere
There's nuthin' between you and me but air and opportunity
And there went the air, you jack-ass son of a bitch
Yeah, you want it?
Get on it
We're kicking ass
We're kicking ass
Get on it
We're kicking ass

Yeah, you want it?
Get on it
We're kicking ass
We're kicking ass
Get on it
We're kicking ass

Yeah, you want it?
Get on it
We're kicking ass
We're kicking ass
Get on it
We're kicking ass

Said you want it?
Get on it
We're kicking ass
We're kicking ass
Woah, yeah!