JAMIE KENNEDY & STU STONE - Crooked Stick lyrics

This one's for Kiss FM

No curse

No swears

This one's for the kids

The other day I read a letter it said

"Mr Kennedy, How you doing? Oh good. We're Fine.

This is your record company.

We really love what you've done so far with your rap CD

And we love all of the support that you get from MTV

But do you think that you could maybe make a song like Black Eyed Peas

With a little White Stripes and Mike Jones

It would make a nice ring tone.

Stu Stone. Better think of something quick.

Better make it something sick.

Ok well I could sing about my stick

OK ok

Hmm, uhhhh

I got a stick

I swing it to the left

I gotta stick

Together with the band

My crooked stick

Just watch it and it grows (watch it will grow)

Oh no

Woah

I was born with a crooked (I was born with a crooked stick)

I got a crooked stick

I was born with a crooked (I was born with a crooked stick)

I got a crooked stick

I speak loud and carry a big stick

I'm proud and if you need it then baby I come quick

My stick (my stick my stick)

Goes everywhere with me

My stick (my stick my stick)

Could poke a cat out of a tree

My stick (my stick) so sick

It's ridiculous

My stick it won't complain, or bitch, or fuss

Did I just say a bad word?

Really hope they censor it if not

Then lets hold hands and I'll resense (??) for it

My stick my stick

I got a stick

I swing it to the left

I gotta stick

Together with the band

My crooked stick

Just watch it and it grows (watch it will grow)

Oh no

Woah

I was born with a crooked (I was born with a crooked stick)

I got a crooked stick

I was born with a crooked (I was born with a crooked stick)

I got a crooked stick

Hey. Yo. You know what it look like?

What it look like?

You know what it look like?

I know what it look like.

Yeah. Tell 'em

Stick look like a banana

B-A-N-A-N-A

Stick look like a banana

B-A-N-A-N-A

Stick look like a banana

B-A-N-A-N-A

Stick look like a banana

B-A-N-A-N-A

O my! My stick, my stick it be the very best.

You know my compass always points you to the northwest.

I said

O My. My stick, my stick it be (it be) the very best.

You know my compass always points you to the northwest.

I said

Uh J-

What?

We don't need it a third time.

Crap.

I got a stick

I swing it to the left

I gotta stick

Together with the band

My crooked stick

Just watch it and it grows (watch it will grow)

Oh no

Woah

I was born with a crooked (I was born with a crooked stick)

I got a crooked stick

I was born with a crooked (I was born with a crooked stick)

I got a crooked stick

Woah!

I got a stick

I swing it to the left

I gotta stick

Together with the band

My crooked stick

Just watch it and grows (watch it will grow)

Oh no

Woah

I was born with a crooked (I was born with a crooked stick)

I got a crooked stick

I was born with a crooked (I was born with a crooked stick)

I got a crooked stick

OHH!