Cannot You Take a Joka? (parody of Livin' La Vida Loca, sang by Ricky Martin)

I'm in to practical joking, stink bombs and banana peels,
I feel like tricking someone, fill a car with slippy eels,
I am a teenage prankster, wedgies and wet willies,
Everyday I make a crank call to slack-jawed hillbillies,

I'll take all your clothes off and then tie you to a train,
I'll sit you on a whoopee cushion,
Until you go insane,
It'll cause you mental pain,

Chorus:
Your shoelace is untied,
Cannot you take a joka?
I'll pull your pants right down,
Cannot you take a joka?
I'll paint you're butt bright red,
I'm just a funny bloka,
I will send you mad,
Cannot you take a joka?
Come on,
Cannot you take a joka?
Come on,
Cannot you take a joka?

You wake up in London City, in pile of runny goo,
Your sat on tacks and you're head is now bald,
I've probably played a joke on you,
You should never drink the water cos it'll give you diahoria,
And I'll sprinkle itching powder on anyone that's near,
And then I'll spike your beer,
Chorus

I'll catch your fingers in a novelty giant mousetrap,
I'll knock on your door and run away,
Fill your letterbox with crap,
Cos your just a whiney sap,
Chorus