
Doll's Blowing Up
[Verse 1] Shopping day, everythin' is set, I’m lookin’ down the aisle, me heart's full of fret. A package, bright red an’ all round, What I see there, it’s a lovely sight I've found! (Jaysus, what a beautiful thang! ooh!) A doll that’s smilin', with hair oh so fine, Could be me night, oh, that’s surely a sign! (Holy shite! oooh_Aaaaah!) Oooh_aaaah!!! [Chorus 1] Oh, oh, the doll’s blowin’ up, clear as day, In Aisle 6 it gets wild, crowd's here to play. It lands on the floor, oh, what raucous cheer, A doll for grown ups and snickering laughter, ‘tis all that we hear! (C’mon now! Tee_heeee_oooh_oooh_woooooooooah!) Woah [Verse 2] Eyes all on me, I can hardly believe, The doll’s on the ground, she’s got tricks up her sleeve. Air escapes, it’s a loud, bangin' sound, Everyone's lookin’ on, like a feast that they've found! (Feck it all! Waa_aagh!) The guards runnin’ ‘round, wearin’ nothin’ at all, The heat’s doin' us in, it’s a right steamin’ squall! (Dreadful chaos at tha store! Aaaah_ooo_oooh!) [Chorus 2] Oh, oh, the doll’s blowin’ up, clear as day, In Aisle 6 it gets wild, crowd's here to play. The guards are runnin’ ‘round, makin’ the crowd laugh, With the heat and the doll, we all lose our path! (What an experience! oooh_aaaaah) (God damn it!) [Verse 3] But then I hear a wee lad, shoutin’ for Santa, His grin’s so wide, but I just can't stand ‘im. (What a load of shite!) What's he tryin’ to do? He talks too much an’ it’s just not cool! (Feck this mess! Hmmmpfff!) I look at him, suddenly I’m not still, With a single punch - oh, what a thrill! (Holy mackerel! It smells like fish in here, oooh_aaaah_ooh!!!!) Dayum sooon, that was cleean!!! [Chorus 3] Oh, oh, the doll’s blowin’ up, clear as day, In Aisle 6 it gets wild, crowd's here to play. With a K.O., I leave him there flat, The Mall Santa’s out, no more chitchat! (haha_ooh_haha_ooh_haha_ooh_hahahahaha_oooh) That is what you get for ho ho hoing in my face!! Yolo! [Outro 1] The folks all around me, they're screamin' in a happy choir, Santa finally quiet.. A product of dreams, what a wild jubilee. The guards bare naked and Santa’s laid low, [Air escaping a balloon] (Pffff_ffff_fffff) The doll’s takin’ flight and explodes and we’re all in the show! ( Sod the stress! Weeeeh_wooo_oooh!) [Outro 2] The doll in Aisle 6, now that’s a great tale, And Santa is still down, he won’t get back on the trail. Shopping goes on, but this day’ll stick tight, With the doll that exploded like (POOF), and the heat’s given flight! (Holy shite! Wooosh, BRRRRRRT!) Oh, Aisle 6, you’ve outdone yerself, The doll’s now a legend, on me own little shelf! (Feck it!....)

