The annoying fellow at the airport. TMI, quite loudly. The one that cuts in line.
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Mr. Inappropriate
Genuine embarrassment,
doesn’t even try.
A jerk at wreckin’ everything
A clown in disguise
On a cell in front of you
fighting with his wife.
T-M-I – just say goodbye –
don’t care about his life.
(Refrain)
Mr. Inappropriate –
One in every crowd
He’s Mr. Inappropriate –
Head in the clouds.
Mr. Inappropriate –
Can you leave us now?
Dirty joke for all to hear,
words that aren’t so kind.
Little children in the crowd
Disturb their little minds.
Spills his drink – no regret –
leaves his junk behind.
Doesn’t clean up anything–
a pig is more refined!
(refrain)
(Refrain2)
You appear everywhere,
leave us all alone.
You’re not welcome anywhere,
can’t you stay at home?
No one’s gonna miss you
it’s time to say goodbye.
Wish you would disappear,
there’s times you make us cry...
Opinions ‘bout politics,
first one to pick a fight.
Knows how things ought to be –
of course he’s always right!
Always says life ain’t fair,
cuts to first in line.
Shoves to get a better spot –
Stick it where the sun don’t shine!
(refrain)
(refrain2)
(refrain)
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