WORST. SONG. EVER.

[verse 1] HIS NAME WAS ALEX

ALEX ALBON!

AND I'M KNOWN TO GAME

SO IF HE DOESN'T WIN

IT'S ALL GONE

GONE, GONE, GONE TO THE BIG YAHU

THE LAST TIME I POOPED IT LOOKED LIKE YOO-HOO

EVERYONE HOP ON MY HENRY-SHAPED DIH

AND NOW WE'RE HEADED TO GERMANY CHOO CHOO

GLUE, GLUE, GLUE STUCK IN MY MOUTH

THAFT'S WHATOTH I GHETPH FORPH SUPCKING OFH OLIVER FPE

YOU DON'T WANT TO BE ME, AS YOU CAN SEE

I HAVE STAINS ON ME ALL OVER FOR CHRIST SAKE

AND THIS CAN'T BE FAKE, WHERE IS MY LIFE SAVINGS

OHH! alex albon has retired from the israeli grand prix.

[chorus] BUS!

TRAIN!

BUST 'N' DRAAAAIIN

WE'RE THE ONES WHO MADE YOU CAME

FROM THE RIVER THAMES TO BUSY BEE JAMES

WE HAVE THAT SIGMA-LIKE RIZZ

TO SLIDE IN YOUR BUSSY

AND THAT DESERVES A... flame emoji

[verse 2] yeah, uh, you look like NEGA Scott

'cus we have a lot in common

let's bang in the bed 'till the mattress flips like a COT

i'll have you beggin for more while Lou Bega plays

i'm grabbin your transponder like Edwards shoulda done

and when you cum i'll stop puttin mambo number 5 on repeat

yabba dabba do me, ooh whee

and then we fall asleep with 3 other men

I spent three DAYS sobbing inconsolably while he held me and my BALLS ached from how much I came from the emotional whiplash.

i got my knob gobbled by the hobgoblin

sip sop don't stop the sloppy toppy

until you look like dobby

and maybe later we can watch finding dory

when you're minding your business

you look awfully whory

and soon you'll be sorry to look my direction

especially down to where you shook my erection

THIS WILL END THE DESIGNATED LYRICAL SECTION [chorus] BUS!

TRAIN!

BUST 'N' DRAAAAIIN

WE'RE THE ONES WHO MADE YOU CAME

FROM THE RIVER THAMES TO BUSY BEE JAMES

WE HAVE THAT COOL ASS RIZZ

TO SLIDE IN YOUR BUSSY

AND THAT DESERVES A... drooool emooojiiii

[verse 3] the emperor richard petty needs a new groove

so i started gooning in the 43 and i'm on a new winning spree

and thank god i didn't injure my knee

i'm free to go as fast as i like in the pit road

so don't fine me a load of bullshit i'll pass

just like how i slingshotted my way to the front

and they can't bump draft back to me

like troublesome trucks they shunt

but they slipped like mr. bubbles

i'm still single like a pringle, but i'm ready to mingle

i'm so loud the other racers can still hear the ring go

but they can drive into a gorge my winnings is large

and i charged through life while eating whole lemons

and i pulled john lennon back down just to see THE DAYTONA 500 she's my winona, never fails to give me a bonah

youtube shorts on my phone, of course i'm getting stoned

BUT AUSTIN HILL STOLE MY ICE CREAM CONE WAAAAAAAH