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Dumass


D-U-M...A-S-S
That’s the only word to describe you best
Dumass
Yeah, you’re a dumass

Your daddy made a million ‘fore he hit thirty-five, he was a CEO, Fortune Top Five
What happened to you?
Spoken: what are you makin’…three figures?
Your brother’s a professor at M.I.T, he’s got a Magna Cum Lauder degree
What happened to you?

If dumb was dirt you’d cover an acre
You ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed
The engine’s runnin’ but nobody’s drivin’
Your momma must’a dropped you on your head

D-U-M...A-S-S
That’s the only word to describe you best
Dumass
Yeah, you’re a dumass

You hit on a stripper in a biker bar while her boyfriend was standin’ right there
And he kicked your ass
Spoken: Now tell me, who could’a seen that one comin’?
When the cops showed up boy your face was a mess but you proceeded to resist arrest
And they kicked your ass

You couldn’t find your butt with your hand in you pocket
You ain’t the brightest bulb on the tree
You’re a couple peas short of a casserole
And a buncha fries short of a Happy Meal

D-U-M...A-S-S
That’s the only word to describe you best
Dumass
Yeah, you’re a dumass

You’re so dumb…you probably think this song ain’t about you
But it is!

If brains were taxed you’d be getting’ a rebate
You’re dumber than a bag of rocks
You’re a poster child for birth control
You ain’t the brightest bulb in the box

D-U-M...A-S-S
That’s the only word to describe you best
Dumass
Yeah, you’re a dumass