P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack calzone
P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack calzone
Hey yo, Tony, where'd you get that fresh pepperoni?
Your toppings are ill but your cheese is hole-y
Only order one slice when you're feeling lonely
'Cause the sausage tastes like stale bologna
Still better than nothin', you're feelin' alright
You know my girl eats her pizza with a diet sprite
Order garlic knots, and she'll stay the night
Getting crazy with the spinach when my pie is white
In France they eat pizza like "Oh mon dieu
C'est la plus belle pizza que j'ai jamais vu
Le fromage est frais, c'est vraiment mieux
Que le dernier film de Gérard Depardieu"
Yo f** that I don't eat my pizza with brie
Or escargot, or duck confit
A hot slice in my hands, no cutlery
At the P-I-Z-Z-A party
P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack calzone
P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack calzone
Man, if you don't know by now, don't bother to question
'Cause I'm too damn stoned and I lost my direction
Wait a minute (What up?)
I got a make a correction
I'm at the pizza party
And I'm eatin' hearty
It could be mighty meaty
Or with Havarti
Man I don't want no ziti or chicken parm
Imma heat up this slice like Don Giovanni
Cold pizza in the morning never did no harm
For that hangover son, it works like a charm
So if it ain't in a box, it ain't on my table
I can say it in German as best as I'm able
“La** uns gemütlich zusammen sitzen”
Let's get together for some good pizza eatin'
You can leave your wallet 'cause I am treatin'
But B-Y-O-B, 'cause man, I ain't treatin'
At the P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack calzone
P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack calzone
Now here is a story that must be told
About two hot pizzas that got mad cold
'Cause I don't eat Forge's, I won't touch Elio's
Wacker than a girl who says "What the dealio?"
It's not delivery, it's L'Homme Run
So don't touch my plate 'til I'm done
I move oregano by the ton
'Cause you know the factory is number one
Now the year's '94 and my trunk is closed
In my rearview mirror, motherf**ing Domino's
I'm just drivin', within the legal limit
Pizza boy gotta move two pies in twenty minutes
I try to pull over, but not in time
I get hit from the back, but I'm still fine
Pizza boy was bleedin' – shard of gla** in his head
I straight jacked his pizzas and left him for dead
(What?)
(What?)
How'm I supposed to cut with this plastic cutlery
Pizza supreme and you know I got the dream
Like them breadsticks and the way you lick your lips
When I say consumption now I don't want to eat later
When I say destruction now I don't want no peace, hater
Madame. Cheddar.
I want to wrap you up in, carnal embrace
Let's face the fact, it's true, I've got no romantic garden
Call me rather render cinderblock sh** how hard
And then compa**ion how, I work for pa**ion now
Today you know my face but tomorrow I'll displace
Into a more socially accepted workplace
Color sublimation, let Freud take vacation
And then bring him back, smokin' fat Haitians
Sit him on my couch, prop him so he don't slouch
Alienated man, stand don't crouch
And then ask "b**h... why the f**...
Are you such a pessimist?"
That's the real opiate
P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack calzone
P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack cal-
P-I-Z-Z-A P-AR-T-Y
If you got a blunt then we can get high
If you wanna come then pick up the phone
Don't get caught with a wack calzone