NORTH BY NORTHWESTERN

(Bienstock, Blankman, Colchamiro, Kline)

 

That would be grand

rolling like a doughnut

no troubles I can see

just me and Dion Lee

 

Batteries running low

Flipping like a flapjack

stinging like a bee

just Dion Lee and me

 

Autos painted grey

cussing like a sailor

baby’s up a tree

with me and Dion Lee

 

Everything about him is pathetic

we’re gonna change his name to Kenneth

It ain no sin to be number 10

Oh Dion, Dion Lee

Oh Dion, Dion Lee

 

Got poked by the sceptor

high-fiveing the gopher

never shooting a three

unless you’re Dion Lee or me

 

He’s never singing a Birdsong

Be it Otis, Ricky or Grateful

She, she took advantage of me

Me and Dion Lee

 

Left ‘em shaken in Ann Arbor

He loves Lucy but can’t stand Ricky

Go on a mad dog killing spree

yeah, me and Dion Lee

 

Everything about him is pathetic

we’re gonna change his name to Kenneth

It ain no sin to be number 10

Oh Dion, Dion Lee

Oh Dion, Dion Lee