Andrew From Chicago Is Ghetto Booty by Talkshow Boy Lyrics

This boy's from outer space
He's got a pretty face
He rocks and he rolls and he rocks and he rolls
And he rocka-rocka-rocka-rocka-rocka-rocka-rocka-rocka
All his friends are hot
Well at least the ones I take pictures of
And maybe we'll all meet inside my dreams and everything's holy guacamole

That boy has got it made
He smokes Camel Turkish Jades
If he was in my bedroom in Australia he'd get laid
(Oh yeah!)

Cause Andrew from Chicago is ghetto booty
Andrew from Chicago is a hot patootie
Andrew from Chicago's too cool for school
And his photographs, they makе me drool in a pool
I'd be his partner in crimе
If I had a lot of money, I could travel right through time
And hop on the nearest jet to the USA
Please pray that it doesn't get hijacked along the way