Uniform On (Explicit)

Andy Samberg, Akiva Shaffer

She said she wanna fuck me with my uniform on

She grabbed me by the bat, now it's going, going, gone

I never finish sex 'cause I'm so juiced out

But she nutted three times then we bashed then I bounced

I reside in Blackhawk in a big fucking house

My community is gated 'cause I don't strike out

Got a room with a chair, got a room with a couch

Got a framed photograph of the time I met Alf

You know I'm not a hamburger but they call me Big Mac

Got the one ton Jimmy and the itty-bitty sack

My ball shrinky-dinky 'cause the 'roids so strong

But it makes the aforementioned Jimmy-jam look long

The name is Mark, and no I'm not Mork

And yes, I eat pork 'cause it's tasty on my fork

And no, I'm not a jork but I'll jork it out the pork

'Cause Noah should have had the Bash Brothers on his Ork

We are the perfect pair to start a new society

Filled with home-run hitting gold glove Goliathes

Here's what I found on the web for What is the plural of goliath: Goliaths

Andy Samberg, Akiva Shaffer, Both

Oh, we're Goliaths, baby boy

Kirk Gibson’s a pariah, baby boy

I work out with a tire, baby boy

I wonder who can lift it higher, baby boy

Ahh Lift that tire, bitch

Put your back in it and lift it higher, bitchStab that needle in my ass 'til I am rich

Make me a god with the chemical sciences

Ahh Baseball, baseball, He-Man hit the baseball

By the power of Grayskull

Rip the skin off and eat the brains out the baseball

Gonna run a motherfuckin' train on the baseball

Ahh Don't tell me to be fucking calm

Whip out my dick on the Jumbotron

Rip out my bones cause my muscles so strong

Now the pain's so bad that my motherfucking heart stop