Checkin' out the front of my trunks
Then checkin' out my rump
Then back to my sugalumps
When I shake it, I shake it all up
You probably think that my pants have the mumps
It's just my sugalumps, bump-ba-bumps
That's why I keep 'em in the front
All the ladies checkin' out my sugalumps
They drive the ladies crazy
My sugalumps are two of a kind
Sweet and white and highly refined
Honeys try all kinds of tomfoolery
To steal a feel of my family jewelry
My cannonballs cause a kerfuffle
The ladies they hustle to ruffle my truffle
If you party with the Party Prince
You get two complimentary after-dinner mints
Girsl surround me when I'm stading on teh stoop
Givin' me gifts like, free chicken soup
Book tokens, free chicken soup
Standing on teh corner going, uhmst uhmst
Checkin' out the front of our trunks
Then back to our sugalumps
"How much will you give for the family jewels?"
"Ten bucks and a Frisbee"
Then I took his sugalumps
And put 'em up in a display
And sold them as hacky-sacks
All the ladies they want a taste of my sugalumps
All the ladies they want a taste of my sugalumps